I was recalling a meeting I had back in the early summer when I was quite new to all this. The directions took me to a tiny city cottage in a terraced row,the cottages opposite you could just about reach over and touch,hardly discreet. The door was opened by a girl who literally looked looked like she had just woken up,still dressed in her PJ's ! The house looked like a converstion that had run out of money and was only half finished.She led me to the room,which was fairly spartan and had old furniture piled up in an annexe.
From the moment I had turned into the lane until I got to the room my head was going 'leave,leave now' Of course I didn't and it turned into one of the most enjoyable encounters so far,she was actually French,a total laugh from start to finish and very very horny !
Anyone else had encounters where the baldy man has won out?