And it is my birthday. Please, atleast for that sake. Please she said. Sorry darling, there is some things that I wont stop for even money. I want you... and that’s it. Saying this, I lifted her ass and placed a wooden tea table below it so that her body would be straight. I took my camera mobile from my trousers and placed it parallel to where we were so that it could capture the entire scene. If you make a sound I am going to publish it on TV. I am going to make your house a whore house. So. I made a connection with a woman about a hour from my home. Our schedule had trouble working and eventually she quit answering email. I was determined to make this work and continued to search various websites that related to what I was seeking. I should mention that my age played a factor with some as I was nearing 60 it seems no one wanted to communicate with me. I located a website and Sent an email telling my age upfront expecting another no answer or rejection. She replied and said she. .damn him to hell! I wasrelieved, sad, horrified and angry all at once. All of my earliestchildhood memories that I had blocked out do to fear of my father camerushing back to me. The realization of what I was then hit me and I criedeven more. I was not normal at all. I was different and I felt morealone than ever. I knew that my life would never be the same. What was Igoing to do? I needed time to sort out all my feelings. What was I goingto say to Jessica? This will devastate her! . Down…I went down hard as hell! Just to make sure everyone got a good show; I landed on my back, feet in the air and now, really giving everyone an eyeful of my lingerie! Realizing what she’d done; she disappeared in a flash. A few people dove to help me and, Jack showed up. I had safety pins and the hostess had some super glue for the one broken heel. After a few minutes in the kitchen; I was ready to go for round two. The woman was an aunt of someone there; she was drunk as a lord. Whatever.