That job fell to me. Tom would accompany us in his 'almost there' state. He would attend my appointment, and would be there in case I wanted him.When ...I showed up for my appointment, I gave a song and dance. She checked me out. When she was finished she said she could find nothing wrong with me."Trying to get out of work, Mr. Garner?" she asked me twenty-five minutes later.I grinned at her. I made the shushing gesture of my vertical finger at my lips. I opened my briefcase, and took out a device. ” and “how I am still a virgin.”“Oh,” I said. Well it is kind of a big one. When I was seven my parents who had always been very liberal, pot smoking and free love hippie types found religion. We started going to church three days a week. Within a few months of finding religion they had withdrawn both my sister and I from public school and began home schooling both of us. I handled it ok as I was younger and I didn’t really know what I was missing. I had friends and playmates through. I began making plans to make love to this lady. Lets name her veena. I booked a good hotel away from my place in calicut and we set up the rendezvous. I informed her on the confirmation of the booking and her joy knew no bounds.On the d day, she arrived earlier than me at the railway station. I arrived 40 minutes later. I made a call to her and since we haven’t really met, was apprehensive and excited to meet her. Then I saw her, the lady of my phone sex roller coasters. She was a dusky. I’d change the location of the spy cam. I’d buy new bed linens. Change out my comforters. Buy new pillows and throw out the used yellow cum stained ones. He would return to fuck my bed three or four times a week. During his Carla pillow fucking he would curse me and use my name every time. “Fuck you, Carla! Teasing little cunt. Take my big cock you slutty hole. Take it! Take it!” He would grunt and moan and cum every single time. His 41 year old cock was rubbing and fucking against my bed, my.