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Scam

By: Sobek



Scam-I

	Any similarity between the people in this story is purely accidental and will not ever be used again if told not too. Also any illegal or extremely adult content can and will be changed is laws dictate.   

Have you ever heard of those scam like girl who say they are single, and looking then they just screw you over and get your money. Well I figured a way to get those little money hungry sluts back. I had been outta work for about three months and this girl named Nora fucked me over like that. I thought she was the one and that we’d be together forever, but in the end she was a user, and took me for what little money I had left. I was bummed out and in the dumps.
So I began to think, most the girls around this area were always money hungry and would do just about anything to make a buck for a little work as possible. So that when I put my computer and equipment to work. I placed an add in the local paper, stating I was an armature film maker and was looking for fresh young female place for private shoots.

I set up my garage to be a small studio slash office. I wondered just how well the little trick would work. I could only pay a girl maybe $200.00 for a few minutes of tape which was ran directly to the computer and a huge hard drive. The first girl was a fairly nice looking Hispanic girl. I showed her in and explained the video was an adult film, and that I would mainly be passing on this tape to other to view and maybe it would lead to something more. 

Yvette was the girls name I went over a straight forward contract basically saying I could show the movie to anyone for any reason at any amount I choose. At first she was a little shy not really ready to show or sign, but when I showed her the $200.00 cash she was signing away. After a quick check of her ID and the for sure that she was at least 18 we started.

Yvette began by setting on the couch I had set up and I got the camera focused and running to the computer. Yvette was wearing a tight pair of blue jeans and a small white top that let her whole back open only held by a few thin strings. She said she had C-cupped tits but I wasn’t believing it. Slowly she reached around her back and pulled the string slowly like she was trying to be sexy. She was dark skinned and the white top barely cover her tits. She had no bra and even now I could make out her nipple starting to get hard.
“You sure you can make me a star?”

I laughed and smiled and the strings fell open but she held the top over her dark little melons. 
“I can promise only this tons of people will see this and money will be made.” 

Little did she know I would be the one to make the money. The contract said in no uncertain terms that the film was my property and I could show it in anyway I decided. She was paid for her services and that was that. 

With the reassurance of money t be made somehow for someone she left the top up and over her head. Her nipples were standing every firm and erect darker then even her skin around them. The areola too was dark and tiny bumps formed as I moved over to the couch next to her. I had explained that I would play with her a bit, then she would suck, I would eat her pussy and then we’d have sex. I would put the condom on once the sex started. 

I reached down and began to rub her nipples and she soon got into the mood and began to rub her crotch through her tight little jeans. Soon I saw that the jean were being unzipped and her hand was slowly sliding south of the border. 
I pulled back and removed my shirt and she slipped outta her jeans and panties. 

“Leave on your shoes and socks.”

Yvette wore some older white high tops and small light pink socks. Yvette reached up to my jeans and soon my cock was out being served. She open her mouth and out shot her tongue, her little pink tongue had a small stub through the center. I had never felt a blow from a girl with a tongue piercing. But it felt odd have the ball rub the thick vein under my growing cocking. I grabbed her head and began to slide it down harder on my cock forcing to take it all she pulled off quick gagging slightly.

“Lay off okay? I can’t take it all that fast yet, ok.”

I grabbed her by the head and spoke quietly so only she could hear.

“I am going to slap you around a bit okay, And shove you down on my cock. I’ll throw in an extra fifty okay?”

With that Yvette winked and gave a little nod as I slapped her face lightly but enough to make a good slap sound and again grabbed her hair and shoved her down hard on my dick. Soon she was sucking like a pro!

I could see on her back she had a tattoo on her lower back, but could make it out yet! I pulled out and shoved her chest hard slamming her against the back of the couch, I used the small remote on the camera and zoomed in a bit. on the computer screen the picture of Yvette and I zoomed in and refocused. It had a nice shot of her pussy and soon I was down looking back to see if it could make out my face eating her twat. She had no hair at all, and her smooth pussy looked loose. 

Yvette’s outer lips hung loose and almost black in color. I leaned in close and soon got the smell of her smooth twat. She stunk a little but I went in anyways. I sucked hard on the outer lips pulling them out as far as they would go with the suction on my pussy eating she moaned and let out a sharp yelp as I pulled a bit harder letting the lips pop back in place.

I licked up her twat which had a little stubble which I could only feel more then see. But Yvette seemed to enjoy and soon grabbed her ankles and spread eagled them. I could see her little ass hole winking in and out as she relaxed and pulled it in and out. Soon I moved lowed to tongue her butt hole, I had the familiar smell of poop. She had shit earlier and wiped but you know the lingering smell the hangs for a while ‘til the next shower. 

Yvette moaned and spoke out loudly in Mexican. All I could make out was Poppi. But I got the idea she was trying to explain that she liked the anal tonguing. Soon between the huffs and puffs of her growing excitement she told me.
“Damn Poppi, my boyfriend never licks my ass hole! Keep it up chulo”

I tongued it deeper it was really tight and I wondered if he had ever fuck this tight little ass hole? I pulled away after a few minutes Yvette was worked into a frenzy of sexual energy and was ready for a cock in her. 

I climbed up on the couch next to her and she reached over to the end table and grabbed the condom. My cock was rock hard but Yvette leaned over and sucked it a bit more as she slipped the condom on my cock. Soon she was climbing up but to get on me cowgirl style. I stopped her and roughly turned her around for a reversed cowgirl. She got the idea and lowered herself onto my cock. She moaned loudly and again spoke in Mexican. 

“It’s so BIG and hard. Let me take it slowly, you bigger the my boy.” 

I let her easy down as I saw on her back the Aztec Stone Calendar tattooed on her back it was the size of a full dinner plate, as soon as she was fully down I began to pumped her up and down at a steady pace she moaned and screamed as she rode me like a bronco rider. Soon her hips grinded hard into my cock I could feel it hitting her inside and still she pushed down harder as she leaned her back against my chest and twisted her head trying to kiss me. Her tongue slithered out and snaked about licking my face ’til I leaned forward and too her tongue in my mouth.
Soon the hips broke rhythm and she pulled her mouth away moaning and letting out a great scream as her pussy began to leak a flood of cum. She continued t o grind and jerk violently as the climax came and overcame her. She rose up the full length of my cock and slammed back down on it time and again until her orgasism faded. 
As she finished I pushed her off my cock and she must have know the next thing coming. She dropped to her knees as I jerked off the condom, with a quick check to make sure she was focused and centered her face and my cock. I unloaded, cum shot all over her face and tits. She moaned tried to take the cumming cock swallowing some and letting the rest ooze out the sides of her mouth. I smiled as I finished.

I looked down and told her to look at the camera and said in the sexy dirty voice. ’I’ve been fucked!’

She looked at the camera and stared straight at the lens of the camera and said something in Mexican again, and then repeated it in English. 
“I’ve been fuck! By Poppi!”

She smiled and walked off screen. I threw her a box of baby wipes and a towel. I  told her to clean up on screen, and to answer some question while I stopped the tape. I cleaned up as she sat and cleaned her face and chest.

“So you ever been fucked in the ass before?” 
I thought about the added ending just a little getting to know you kinda thing mainly for myself. But I’d sell it separate as a bonus footage for say $5.00.

Yvette smiled and shyly, shook her head. I wondered how much it would take to get her to do it on camera? 

“How old were you when you last you virginity?”
Yvette cocked her head to one side and then looked at me.

“You turned off the camera right if my Dad ever found out he’d fuckin kill me?”

I nodded and lowered the screen on the computer showing the camera was still rolling.

“Well, I was, wait do you mean had my little oochie fucked? Or a hand job? Or a blow?”

I smiled this girl was going to give it all. I walked over to the Frig I kept my beer and stuff in and grabbed a couple of beers. I showed her one and she nodded and began to rise but I motioned for her to set and continue her story. I handed her the beer I opened for her and she slugged a gulp down. Her being only 20 she was like ever other under age girl loved getting drunk I might not even have to pay for an ass fucking.

I moved back off camera and she began the little story of her first hand job. She slammed a good quarter of the beer on the first hit and now was downing it like water. 

“I was 18, when I gave my first hand job. It was one of my older cousins. He was about 20 and I thought he was hella fine. I knew I was doing wrong, but we were at a family party my sister’s 21st birthday and it was late about ten at night, most of the grow ups were drunk off there ass a lot were out cold and my sister was fucking around in the house giving her first blow job to her boyfriend. 

My cousin and I had been drink and I was a little buzzed. And he knew I wanted to be with him. He and I grabbed some beers and went to his parents car. He had grabbed his Dad’s keys and I had grabbed like four beers.”

I stopped her and asked if she wanted another beer which she had finished the first. Yvette nodded happily and I grabbed another for her. I handed it to her and began to wonder had the camera looked. I asked as I teased her with the beer, and I asked her if I could tape this part for myself, and that it would never get out.
She nodded as I handed her the beer and she gulped another slug. I told her to keep going as I focused in and gave a good wide view. Showing her drinking and talking.

“Well Jose, and I got to the car and we drove down the street to a park where people fucked a lot. We parked and started drinking and soon he told me to unbutton my shirt and open my bra. Open my blouse and lifted my bra above my tits I wasn’t too big a the time. He leaned over and sucked on my nipples they got hard quick! I began to sip my beer and lean back. I had on this short little skirt and soon his hand was up rubbing my oochie through my panties.”

She again cocked her head after a hard drink of the beer and added.

“I think the were white, until I started cumming. I was sooo easy to cum back then. Jose leaned back and pulled out his cock. I was amazed I thought it was huge at the time, but now looking back it wasn’t much! He told me to suck it, but I was scared and reached over to touch it. He must have known I had never even seen a dick but on my little brother.”

Yvette blushed and looked shyly at me.

“My brother was only 18, but sometime got slept with my older sister and me. Sometimes before my sister get off the phone with her boyfriend she would hide in the bathroom to talk dirty with him. I would slip my hand down my brothers underwear and play with his dick while I played with my pussy. He was little even when he was hard. But I had only done it abut three times before this. But Jose cock looked so big. He took my hand and spit on my palm and licked the spit around a little and then lowered my hand back to his cock, at the time I didn’t know but I could see precum oozing from his head. I began a steady pace with his help, and soon he let me go on my own. After like five minutes cum was everywhere!
I pulled my hand anyway my brother dick had never done that! Jose groaned and moaned as cum shoot all over his belly. He looked over at me and then in the backseat there lay his jacket he had wore at the party. I reached back and handed it to him, he cleaned off and I did too after he finished. He started the car and I threw it in the back seat. I smelt my hand and it made me really wet. I looked out the window, as Jose drove back. I lifted my hand and tasted some of the cum I had missed only a little but, I got the taste I needed.”

At this point Yvette was drunk and I offered her another beer. She gave me a drunk nodded and as I grabbed the beer and brought it to her she began to slowly open her legs as she drank her beer. She had slowed down on the drinking but was still going strong. She was playing with her pussy slide two fingers in with no problems. As she drank and kept talking.

“Then after I few months I learn to jack my brother off in his sleep. I had to be careful no to get caught my parents would kill me! But then one night after about two months my sister went on her first date she had to be home by eleven and my brother was sick so my parents wanted me to let him sleep with me I had to put up a little fight to keep up appearances, but he took his medications, and was out by nine. I went to bed around 9:30 pm to make sure he was asleep. My Dad let us start using the lock on our door since, he walked in on my sister changing once. I locked the door and thought I would say it must have been locked when I shut the door. I got in bed with my brother who had turned 19. 

I was use to wearing only some panties and a long night shirt. I slipped off the panties knowing even if I did have someone come to the door they wouldn’t ask me to show them my panties. I lifted the shirt up over my tits and pulled the covers back, my brother was snoring so I knew he was out, I had jacked him and he wasn’t snoring. I pulled out his limp dick, he had started wear boxers thank god, and the hole in front had made things easy. I had tasted more and more cum, and I had overheard my sister talking to her boyfriend, he wanted her to suck dick, and they talked for a while but I guessed she had never done it yet. Those she maybe doing the same thing I was about to do. I laid my head on my brothers belly he still had a fever that was good he’d be out cold. I licked the head of his dick which was slightly getting hard I guess from me handling it. It tasted lightly like pee, but the taste was not strong and seemed to turn me on even more. I played with my pussy only one finger but it felt sooo good I felt dirty and horny. 

Soon his dick was hard and I tasted the precum I loved. I began to pump my head and after a few minutes I was close to cumming. All of a sudden my brother blew his load, it was a good size load for a kid his size. I drank it down as I reached my orgasism. I sucked him clean and then cleaned up a bit myself. I put his dick back in his drawers, and unlocked the door and got in bed.”
By now Yvette was slurring her words and I encouraged her to keep up her story of her first time. I moved over to the couch and helped her into a doggie style potion. I licked her twat and ass hole good letting a lot of spit drip around her ass hole as she started. 

“And the first I got fucked. I had this boyfriend I had did everything for blows, hand jobs, even a foot job, my first. We were out and had been going down on each other 69, when I couldn’t help it anymore, I knew he was out fucking around on me, and I knew if I didn’t give it up soon I would be loosing him. So he and I were in the back seat of his Nova, and soon his cock was teasing my pussy.”

I got up on my knees and grabbed some KY I had next to where the condom had been. I drink some on my hard fuckin cock as I let the head tease her ass hole. She moaned and looked back with this half ass sad, ‘No’. I pushed in a little and she kept going with her story as I eased in her tight fucking ass.

“Yeah he went in my pussy, just you your going in my butt. Nice and slowly it hurt so, bad! But felt sooo good, just like this!! Yeah Poppi, is it tight? Like when my pussy first got fucked?”
I moaned and told her yes, and added.

“Yeah now shut the fuck up and tell me about how the dudes little prick stretched your twat!”
Yvette moaned and continued between grunts and sharp screams of pleasure and pain.

“Yeah baby he was tiny, but my oochie was sooo small and little. I had only fingered it and his peter was bigger, but damn Poppi your killing my poot hole! But fuck it BABY!”

With that I could feel her finger go deep into her pussy, and soon she felt the cum of my cock blast into her ass. I pulled out after shoving a deep and hard as I could. I found shit on the head but didn’t care. I again got up and cleaned up as she rest on her belly and I threw her, her towel again.

I Walked over and saw she was about to pass out. I grabbed her drawers and helped her get dressed telling I was keeping her panties, and she should call in about a two weeks to see how things are going. She staggered to her car a cute little Honda maybe three years old and bright fucking red. She got in and started it tell me that the whole ass fuck was great and felt soo god, but that she was not going to give it up to her dick ass boyfriend. She blew me kisses as she blasted her radio some dumb Rap song and drove away. 
I went back in and started hooking shit up fast to a couple of VCR’s I had hooked to the computer. After a little editing and about four hours I had a good dozen tapes. I went on-line and gave the people a little clip, and the whole order things, and soon I had cash coming in on the Pay Pal! It was crazy I sold the tape with the extra bonus, for $50.00 and then added the bonus tape for only $10.00. In lease then like 10 hours I had sold all the ones I had plus about 50 more. I had made what I had promised and gave Yvette three times plus!!!

So as you can guess I kept up my little business now I am able to get girl hard up for money to just about anything, two girls and me. Girl in interracial some who have never done interracial before. I even am trying to get a few girl to fuck animals but need to get them first!

"Scammed?"



[This story is about scamming, betrayal, payback, getting caught and this story is about finding something he didn't even know he lost. There is no anal, no BDSM, no STD's, and no animals were hurt or offended in the writing of this story. I would like your comments, especially those that will help me be a better writer. I'd like your votes, too. Thanks.]

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The last two hours had been frustrating. I had stopped my car at five houses, looked at the single-sheet fliers I got from the bins just under the "For Sale" signs and drove on. Not one of the homes kept my interest after I read the descriptions.

Six weeks earlier my parents had passed away. My sister and I split the estate, after a month of legal crap. As it worked out, we each got ten million and a yearly income of half a million for life. The lawyers got a hefty bag of cash too. I decided that the eight hundred square foot bachelor apartment I lived in was no longer where or how I should live. A twenty-eight year old with anything over a million in the bank should own a home, I thought. Two days later I added, "at the beach", to that first thought.

At nearly five o'clock on my first serious day of house hunting I saw it. I stopped my car in front, got the flier from the box and liked what I saw and read. It was twenty-six hundred square feet, three bedrooms, three baths, great room, private back yard with gate onto the beach, hot tub, view all the way to Catalina from the upper deck. New kitchen. The three pictures on the flier were small but made the house look great. The house itself looked wonderful. Spanish style, in earthy colors and good landscaping. The flier gave the name and phone number for the agent. "Shown by appointment."

John Wilson was the agent's name. "I wonder if he's related to Asshole Wilson? I asked myself. Asshole Wilson was a guy I went to high school with. His actual name was Walter. I have called him Asshole and a few thousand other less than flattering names since I found out it was him that ruined the last month of high school and banished me from California for seven years.

Asshole had wanted to take Crystal MacGreggor to the prom. He wanted her for his girlfriend. Problem was she was dating me and had agreed to go to the prom with me.

He devised a plan to get her to break up with me and then go with him. Four days before the prom someone found some pictures of two boys having sex in various ways. The only face identifiable in the photos was mine. The most damaging of the selection was of my face with some guys cock in my mouth. Needless to say, Crystal broke up with me that day and accepted Walter as a suitable substitute date for the prom. I didn't go to the prom. I didn't go to graduation. I got my diploma in the mail. Every time I left the house to go anywhere I heard laughter. By July fourth I was in Maine, enrolled in my first semester of college in a small college. Three years later I graduated and moved to another small college for a Master's degree. I quit using my first name and used my middle name. I put high school behind me and moved on.

I moved on physically, too. On prom night I weighed 160 and was six foot even. My hair was cut very short. During college I got into kayaking and developed a few muscles on my frame. I grew shoulders and got up to two hundred ten pounds. During grad school I grew a moustache and liked it. I kept it.

When my parents were sick I came back to California. I got a job as a substitute teacher with a local school district and spent lots of time being with Mom and Dad. 

Back in my new BMW I opened my new cell phone and called the real estate office. A female voice answered and I asked for John Wilson. He came on the line and when I gave him the address of the house I was interested in, he got excited. The radio news had been spending lots of time telling about the big slump in the housing market. I realized that meant two good things, for me. The price on the home would be less that the number printed on the flier and the salesman would be hungry to make a deal.

I asked when I could see the inside of the house and John said if I was free we could meet there in an hour. I agreed and went to get a beverage while I waited.

At ten minutes before the hour was over I parked in front. As I got out of my car a silver, two-year old mini-van parked in the driveway. A man about my age got out. His professional smile was turned on and he carried a notebook and a briefcase. He shook my hand and began the sales tour.

He made sure I saw all the special features outside the house, first. Motion sensitive lights, sprinklers built in for the two small grassy areas, a privacy fence in the back yard, a key-pad lock on the gate leading directly onto the beach and the hot tub tucked under the second floor deck and near the back doors. When we got to the upper deck we saw another hot tub, albeit a smaller one, up there. While he guided the tour he asked the qualifying questions.

He asked about my job. I said I had my own business. He asked about my wife and family. I said I had not found the right woman, yet. I asked about his family. He hauled out his wallet and opened it to a picture all salesmen carry. His wife, his two daughters and he, dressed for church last Easter. When he handed the wallet to me so I could look we dropped it. I bent to recover it and saw that the page had changed and showed Asshole Wilson and Crystal at the prom! This was Asshole Wilson! I spent five seconds contemplating a way to kill him that wouldn't have me in prison. Then I handed him the wallet and said, "Nice family."

He went on with the sales tour. I loved the house. I asked about the price.

"On the flier it's listed at three-point-one but you could make a lower offer if you thought that was a little steep. Depending on the escrow terms we might work something out."

"Right. Well, three-point-one is high. I need to sit on it, think for a couple days and call you."

"In all honesty, I showed this to a couple yesterday and they may make a firm offer in the next day or so. A home like this could be off the market soon."

I wondered if he had shown it in the last two weeks. The news said housing sales were down eighteen percent. I was willing to take the risk.

"Well, I didn't get the money to buy something this nice by jumping into things. If you have another buyer before I get back to you, sell."

I walked out to my car and drove off. He hadn't even gotten my phone number.

I thought about the woman in the family picture. Crystal looked good. I circled around and saw John lock the house, get in his mini-van and drive off. I followed. I'm not good at following someone and almost lost him twice before he pulled into a driveway that turned out to be his. His because the two young girls in the yard greeted him and because Crystal greeted him on the porch. She looked good. Twenty-eight years old, two daughters and still had the cheerleaders body. She was wearing white shorts and a stripped t-shirt. Still close to her high school weight.

I went home to my tiny apartment, posted the flier on the fridge with a magnet from my insurance man and drank a beer. That night I went to a Lakers game and watched them suffer and die. All through the game I kept thinking about Asshole Wilson and what he had done. I wondered if Crystal knew he did it. I wondered of she wanted him to do it. I wondered, on the way home, how I could find out.

Early the next morning I called a PI firm I knew my Dad had used a few times. They were in his Rolodex. I went to the office and met with Sam. I told him I wanted to interview five people I hadn't seen since prom week. I gave him their names. I explained what I wanted to know. He made some suggestions and I agreed. He would find them. He would do the interview with me watching on cctv and connected to him so I could ask questions through him. That way they would never know it was me.

Two days later my cell rang. It was Sam. "Be here at two. Plan to be here until about five. I have two interviews scheduled. If these answer your questions we may not need to find the other three women."

"I'll be there." I was early. Sam showed me how the interview room worked. Different from the standard, seen on TV, interview room used by the police there was no mirror for me to look through. There were tiny cameras three places in the interview room and I had three TV's to watch, a headset so I could listen and a mic to speak to Sam through. We tested the system and I was set.

At two-fifteen Donna White walked in. She showed ID and Sam brought her into the interview room.

"Mr. Connors, what is this all about?"

"You agreed to be interviewed about things that happened when you were in high school?"

"Yes, and you offered a hundred dollars."

"Yes." Sam gave her a one hundred dollar bill. She put it in her purse. Sam waited.

"Now, please tell me what high school you went to." She answered and he made short notes on a clipboard. He asked other generic questions and then they turned personal.

Sam asked her to name the boys she had dated who attended the same high school. She named three, Brian, Scott and Lance. That told us she had not dated Asshole, by any name.

He asked her about her closest friends at the start of her senior year. She named Beth, Connie, Madaline, and Crystal. He followed by asking if she still was in contact with any of them.

"I see Beth fairly often, three, maybe four times a year. Connie I hear from on e-mail at least once a month. She lives in Arizona. Madaline married a guy in the Navy and we lost touch."

"And Crystal?"

"I haven't seen her since the prom!" There was fire in her answer.

"Ask her why?" I whispered into the mic.

"Was there a fight?"

"She and her date did what they called a practical joke on a guy I liked. It was cruel, mean and ruined the guy. I found out when they talked about it at the prom, and laughed. I haven't spoken to either of them since. Nor do I want to."

"Ok, we're done. Ask her about being a cheerleader and about Mr. Peterson. See if she heard any rumors about him."

"He asked and she told him that until she got hurt, being a cheerleader was the best part of high school. She told him the rumors were true, she had seen Mr. Peterson kissing Mrs. Culver in the science lab more than once."

Sam thanked her and ushered her out. Fifteen minutes later the interview with Connie confirmed what we had already heard. Sam asked if she knew what happened to me.

"For all I know or ever cared, he fell off the planet. The idea of him sucking... doing what the pictures showed him doing, is disgusting! He's probably in West Hollywood on his knees."

She took her hundred and left. I paid Sam and thanked him. He asked, "Not that I will ever hear your answer but, you've found Walter haven't you?"

I winked. "God, whatever you have planned, be careful. They thought they got away with fucking you years ago. Don't do something that ends up biting you."

"I'm not doing anything." I smiled and left.

On my way home I called John, Asshole John.

"This is Josh. Can I see the house one more time and possibly make an offer?"

"When would you like to meet?"

"Nine tomorrow morning. And, could you find out by then if the house can be rented during escrow, and for how much?"

"I don't know... I can ask. I may be able to have an answer by tomorrow morning. I'll see you at the house in the morning."

A plan was taking form. Weather it became substance was yet to be seen.

I went to my sister's for dinner. She and her husband were trying not to go crazy with the money. They liked their home just fine before Mom and Dad left us money. Now they had fliers and brochures on the table about houses. I saw a brochure for a Cadillac in the bathroom.

I listened and said I had been looking at houses as well. They were looking up in the Sierra's because they liked to ski. I said I was looking at the beach.

Early the next morning I was at the house. John brought a bigger briefcase. I looked the house over again but without the sales pitch. John set up all the papers to make an offer. I wandered the house for almost an hour. I knew John would want a check and signatures on paper. I knew the wait was probably killing him. At a quarter to ten I sat across from him.

"The rental?"

"They agreed. They would like three thousand a month for the term of escrow. They want no more than a one hundred twenty day escrow."

"So, what do I need to do now?"

He shuffled papers and came up with the form used for me to make an offer. I filled out the personal data and asked, "How low do you think they will accept?"

I watched as john shifted into thief mode, "I think they might go as low as two-point-six."

On the paper I wrote it out, "Offer of two million dollars, exactly. Seller pays escrow, closing costs and legal fees." I signed the papers and handed them to John. Before he could read what I had written I asked for it back. I added: This offer good until 72 hours from, and added the date and time I signed it.

John looked it over and said he couldn't guarantee they would respond within 72 hours.

"Then, that's your problem. If they accept I will have a check to open escrow for two hundred thousand dollars. I want a thirty day escrow, no more, no less. There will be one more stipulation but it is not about or involving the seller so we won't talk about it until they accept my offer."

"I need to know what the stipulation is."

"Get the owners to accept the offer. Then the sale will depend on you accepting the stipulation."

In my car I smiled. I hoped the offer would be accepted. It hurt that six percent of two-point-one would give him a commission of a hundred twenty-six thousand, but if my plan worked I could live with it.

A little before four the next afternoon my cell rang. Caller ID told me it was Asshole John.

"Well? Did they accept?"

"Yes. Now there is paperwork to be done. I need a check from your bank to open escrow. Can you come to the office?"

"No. I will meet you at the house at four, today." I hung up. I shut off the cell phone. At about noon the mail was delivered and in it the report from the PI. It told me where Donna White worked and what she did. I would need some furniture and she sold some. I could wander in and see what happened. This could be something. I went to my bank and got a check from them for opening escrow. I got a second check as well.

At five minutes after four I parked. John was leaning against the mini-van. I carried a briefcase. Inside was a digital tape recorder and video camera. When we sat at the table I sat with my back to the windows. The sunlight coming in the huge windows hit John in the face.

I turned on the recorders with a hidden button on the briefcase and John said, "Ok. Here are the papers to sign. Do you have the check for me?"

"I have two. One for a hundred thousand dollars made out to your real estate company and one made out to you."

"To me?"

"Yes. There is a stipulation to handing you the personal check. First, the first check. During the thirty day escrow, starting tomorrow, there are five weekends. On Sunday night of each of those weekends your wife will bring home five thousand dollars. The total for the month is twenty-five thousand dollars. To show that I am serious, here is a check for ten thousand dollars."

He took the check, looked at it, then back up at me.

"My wife? What has buying this house got to do with my wife?"

"If you get the standard commission for this real estate deal everything is fine. If you get extra payments, in your name, you could go to jail, couldn't you?"

He nodded. I could almost hear the gears turning in his head.

"So, every Friday night your wife will arrive here and spend the weekend. On Sunday night she will return home with five thousand dollars. None of it will be in your name."

"Wait a minute. You want my wife to spend the weekend here with you?"

"Five times."

"And she gets five thousand for each time?"

"Yes."

"What will she be doing here for the weekend?"

"If you were me, what would you want her to do?"

"Fuck!"

"Exactly. And anything else I ask her to do. We will stay here each and every weekend, unless I decide we will go out of town. She will not be seen by any of your friends or colleagues."

"Jesus! You want me to pimp out my wife!"

"No! Pimping is a man telling a woman what she must do. I don't want that. I want you to go home and talk to her. If she agrees to do what I want of her own free will and choice, then come back here together and you must both sit here and offer me what I proposed. If you don't come back, tonight, I tear up the check for one hundred thousand and go home, the deal for the house is over. You can cash the ten thousand as a consolation prize."

"How do I tell her about this?"

"Again, not my problem. Perhaps there is something she would like to buy that the money would let her buy? Something for your daughters?"

Asshole John sat for two minutes so deep in his head he didn't notice me move the briefcase and put the hundred thousand in a drawer. I left the ten thousand on the table. That check was made out to John.

A few minutes later I said, "Don't you think you ought to get home?"

He nodded and put his papers in the briefcase. He picked up the check and put it in his pocket. He wandered out the door and drove away, the wrong way. Less than a minute later he drove back past the house. I went to my car and brought in some electronic equipment. I installed two cameras in the dining room that broadcast a digital image and sound to a hidden recorder that I put in the entry closet. 

It was after ten when the mini-van parked. I already had the porch light on and chairs at the dining room table. When they got out of the van I opened the door, turned on the recorders and went to my seat at the table. John knocked. I called out, "I'm in the dining room. Come in and please close the door."

The door closed and they came into the dining room. John introduced me to his wife and I motioned for them to sit. The recorders were on.

"We have an offer for you." John said.

"What is it?"

For the next five weekends my wife, Crystal, will come over and spend the weekends with you. She will cook for you, be good to you and generally treat you as a wife would treat a husband. For that, you will give her five thousand a weekend."

"Is that what you want to do, Mrs. Wilson?"

She nodded.

"What, exactly, will you do that could be worth five thousand a weekend?"

"Be your sex slave. You can fuck me every day and night."

"Is that all?"

She sat fuming for long seconds and replied, "No. I'll suck you off if you want."

"Is that what YOU offer me, Mrs. Wilson or is this your husband's idea?"

"We thought of it together."

"Then I accept. Be here at seven on Friday night and you may return home anytime after five on Sunday evening. When you come, bring casual clothes. Call me tomorrow and I will go shopping for foods I like and that you can cook. I may have one or two meals delivered."

I stood and told them how glad I was to meet Mrs. Wilson and thanked Mr. Wilson for the offer. As we headed for the door I shut off the recorders. Then I remembered the check for opening escrow. I got it and handed it to John.

She called me at ten in the morning.

"This is Crystal."

"What do you like to eat, Honey?"

"Please, call me Crystal. I like sea food, salads, and some ethnic foods."

"And, Crystal, what do you like to cook?"

"My kids like my mac and cheese. John likes when I bbq fish, salmon or swordfish. I make good enchiladas, tacos and huevos rancheros." 

If you make a list of what I need to buy I'll go shopping and get it all. What beverages do you like to drink?"




"Scammed?"



"Most days I limit myself to water and diet sodas. Since I won't have kids around I would love a Margarita or six. I don't drink beer." I was glad to hear that. The two times I knew she drank a beer she threw up inside someone's car.

"Can you give me a shopping list?"

"It would be easier if I stopped on the way to your house and bought what we need. Is that Ok?"

"I'll give you cash for what you spend. Get lots of diet Coke and I can put it in the garage. In fact get lots of everything except perishables and the shopping won't take as long each weekend."

"Is it Ok if John drops me off and on Sunday picks me up? We only have the mini-van."

"Ok. He can help bring things into the kitchen for you."

"Ok. See you Friday."

"I'm looking forward to it."

We hung up. Her tone was now one of resignation and looking at what the money would buy. In two days she would have thought about having her husband's permission to fuck someone else.

I installed cameras in almost every room. The recorders were put in the rafters of the garage in a box stenciled, "Burglar alarm." The hard drives would each record ninety-six hours. One switch turned them on. The switch was on the ceiling of the entry closet. Almost impossible to see.

Friday evening at six forty the van pulled into the driveway. I turned on the cameras and opened the garage door. I met them in the garage. Crystal was in white jeans and a pull over shirt. John was in jeans and a sweatshirt. We unloaded the van into the garage and kitchen then I asked for the receipt and handed John four, fifty dollar bills. A little more than what the bill came to and I said, "For delivery." I stayed in the kitchen and Crystal walked him out to the mini-van. I peeked. She touched his shoulder but they didn't kiss. When she came back in I closed the garage door and heard it lock.

Before they arrived I had closed all the drapes downstairs. In fact all over the house except for the sliding glass doors leading out to the upper deck. On the upper deck I had turned on the hot tub.

She and I put things away in the kitchen and when we were almost done she said, "See anything you might like for tonight?"

I stopped and looked at her for a few long seconds. "See any food you might like for tonight?" She amended the question.

At that moment the doorbell rang. "Stay here in the kitchen please."

I went to the door and took the food from the delivery guy. Two Mexican swordfish dinners with mango salsa, rice and black beans. I gave a good tip and the young man left. When I walked into the kitchen Crystal had two place settings out and was busy making Margaritas. I dished out our dinners and threw the aluminum travel plates away. She took a long hit from the first Margarita and gave me the second. It was good. 

Crystal came to the bar stools and was about to sit when I pulled her to me. "For this weekend, you are my girl. How old are you this weekend?"

"Not twenty-eight."

"How about twenty?" 

She nodded.

I kissed her. Our lips touched and she resisted. I didn't force myself into her mouth. I was tender and careful. After just one kiss I let go and we ate dinner. She made comments about how she liked the salsa on the fish and how she wasn't going to eat all of her dinner. It would make her fat.

My questions were about her past. I acted like I knew nothing and wanted to know a lot. She answered most of my questions. She put her leftovers in aluminum foil and into the fridge. We did the dishes together and she remarked how John had never done a dish in his life.

I took the dishtowel from her and put my hands on her shoulders. I looked in her face and asked, "Tell me what you like best about sex."

She colored and hesitated. "I like being eaten."

"Oh, good. Come with me." My hand took hers and led her upstairs to the master bedroom.

"You and John have fucked in here haven't you?"

"Yes! It was right after he got the listing!"

"On the bed?"

"No. I put my hands on the bed and he did me doggy."

"I'm not going to do that tonight. Tonight you will have orgasms. I will eat you until you beg me to stop."

My arms held her and I kissed her hair. I kissed her forehead and she leaned back offering her lips. This time she surrendered a little and parted her lips just a little. For the second time, I didn't push. 

In the third or fifth kiss I pulled her pullover shirt up and off. She was wearing a new bra. "Does John know you're wearing this?"

"What John doesn't know won't hurt anyone."

"Then take it off for me." It was a front closure. Her hands did the magic twist and she opened her chest to me for the first time since we were eighteen. Gravity had barely touched her. Two daughters and John's mouth had made her breasts bigger by a little. There were light tan lines from the last time she wore a two piece.

"Take off the jeans too, please."

She took her time and pushed them to the floor slowly. Her thong matched the bra.

"Did you buy that to wear with me?"

"Yes."

I slowly reached for it and when I hooked my fingers in it I pulled hard and suddenly, ripping it from her. Her eyes went wide and she gasped.

"I like bare pussy. How can I eat a covered dish? Just outside those sliding glass doors is a hot tub. I think we might both enjoy relaxing in the water for a little while."

I undressed as she watched and I took her hand as I walked out to the hot tub. I helped her into the water and sat next to her. The view was mostly just darkness with two ships leaving Los Angeles harbor just about the only lights out on the water. If we had walked to the edge of the deck we would have seen thousands of lights from the houses and businesses along the beach to the south of us.

I put my arm around Crystal's shoulders. She didn't pull away and she didn't snuggle in, either. We talked about nothing for almost half an hour. I knew she was sitting next to me nude and she was willing to let herself be fucked by me, but I didn't rush things.

When I had enough and thought perhaps she had relaxed enough for the next step I helped her out of the water and when I was out I shut off the hot tub. I closed the screen portion of the sliding glass doors and Crystal stood looking at the bed.

I pushed her gently and she went to the bed. It was opened, the sheets exposed and inviting. I went to the bathroom and came back with a towel. I put it folded on the sheets and said, "Put your pretty ass on the towel, please. Otherwise you get to sleep on the wet spot."

She put her ass on the towel. She held her legs together for a few moments and then opened them to me.

"What do you want, Crystal?"

"I want you to eat me. Eat me until I scream for mercy."

I knelt by the bed and buried my face in her. As I licked and sucked on her I thought about the years of pain she and John caused me. I thought about how it would feel to bite her most tender parts. And, I tenderly used my tongue to push her slowly to her first orgasm. The second I felt her quiver the first time I pinched her nipples. Not too hard, but hard enough that she moaned. I kept licking her lips and opening. My tongue touched her clit every few seconds and she was shaking.

Her back arched and I shoved a finger in her vagina as I sucked on her clit. She screamed and went limp. I relaxed as she came back to the living.

"God! I don't know where you learned that but you could get rich giving other men lessons."

"Would you like me to teach your husband how to get you to scream?"

"I would, but he would kill both of us."

"He offered you to me."

"Strictly business for him."

"Strictly business for you, too?"

"At seven tonight, yes. It is now ten-thirty and business has nothing to do with why I'm here."

"Say more."

"Please, Sir, may I have some more?" We both giggled a little and I dove back in. I moved so she was on top of me, feeding me her pussy. She faced my cock and after I licked her for almost a minute she opened her mouth and sucked on my cock head. She had gotten better at sucking. It was what she did to me in high school. I fingered her and she sucked me.

My fingers opened her pussy wide and I got in deep with my tongue. I licked and sucked her lips and opening. She quivered.

Her mouth took more of me inside. I thrust up into her mouth. She pressed her pussy down onto my face. I moaned. She moaned and made a low sound that was almost like an animal growling.

I felt the muscles of her cunt spasm and she stiffened. I took a wet finger and shoved it deep in her ass. She screamed with my cock deep in her mouth and gagged herself. The orgasm didn't let her go. She sputtered and gagged but kept thrashing around and moaning too.

When she started to calm I used my hands to push her head down on my cock. She sucked me like an Olympic Gold Metal was on the line. She got a huge load of my spunk. She swallowed all of it.

My hands turned her until we were face to face and her tits were once again pressed against my chest. She rested her head on my chest. We dozed.

When I opened my eyes the bathroom light was on. Crystal was in there. I followed her in. She was sitting and I heard her stream. "Open your legs. I want to watch."

She jerked up, unaware that I was up. She spread her legs and I watched her yellow stream hit the water below her. I aimed and shot between her legs into the bowl. She watched, fascinated.

"I've never watched a man pee from this close."

When my stream stopped I moved closer and said, "Suck me?"

"In the bathroom in the middle of the night?" She was smiling at the ridiculousness of the situation.

"Is there a better time?"

Her mouth opened and I leaned in. It did not take long until I was hard. I pulled back and out of her mouth. She whimpered.

"Is there something you want, Crystal?"

"Yes! I want you to fuck me!"

"Pussy or ass?"

"Pussy!"

"Where?"

"In the bed."

"Then why are you in the bathroom?"

She flushed and ran for the bed. I got a condom from the drawer in the bathroom and had it on when I got to her. She lifted her legs and I put my cock at her entrance and asked again, "What do you want?"

"I want your cock inside me, fucking me, faster and harder that I have ever been fucked!"

"I'll do what I can."

I pushed in and she moaned. I pulled back and she said, "No!"

A moan and a "No!" Over and over. Then her tune changed to, "Yes!" and "Harder!" I shifted positions so I hit her clit at the bottom of every stroke. It wasn't as good for me but it drove her crazy. She came and came again. Her head went from side to side. Sweat covered her skin. Her skin mottled.

Her eyes opened and she said, "Oh God, please cum inside me. If I cum again, I'll die!" A few more strokes and I filled the rubber.

We slept late. Crystal made breakfast for us in the nude. She made huevos rancheros and asked me to let her jack me onto hers instead of having sour cream. I let her. She ate it all.

For the rest of the day we explored ways to play sexually. I had lunch nibbling cheese and fruit pieces from her body as I teased her with fingers, mouth and tongue.

As evening approached we sat out on the upper deck on a chaise lounge with my back against the lounge back and Crystal's back against my chest. I toyed with her nipples and ran my fingertips around her areola just often enough that she stayed stimulated and stayed wet.

"Josh, I love how you've pampered me. My body feels so cared for, so attended to. But... you don't even know me. How can you treat me better than my husband does, when you don't even know me?"

I waited a long time to answer. My fingers kept touching her areola and I kissed her neck a few times as well.

"It has been years since I had someone who would allow me to indulge my need to pamper a woman. It has been a long time since I saw a woman who has me feel how I feel when I look at you, when I hold you. I know this is a business deal for you and your husband, but I am allowing myself to pretend you want to be here. I'm pretending you actually like what I'm doing."

"Right this second I wouldn't want to be anywhere but right here. God! You should teach classes for men."

"Hasn't there ever been someone in your life who wanted to take care of you like this? Doesn't John?"

"I've actually only had two men in my life. John and I became a couple near the end of our senior year of high school. The guy before John was tender and a really good guy but something just wasn't there. It would never have worked out with him."

"John has been good for you and to you?"

"When he got into real estate he did well and we had lots of good times. Then I had our two daughters twenty months apart and John..." she stopped talking. I waited and then said, "And John?"

"And John and I just got busy with work, raising girls and running a household. Until you offered to buy the house he hadn't seen me as a sex partner in almost a year."

"You mean, before last night, you hadn't been touched sexually for almost a year?"

"The only orgasms I've had in over a year I got with the help of the Energizer Bunny! John's to busy worrying, planning and plotting how to sell another house, get another listing. I'm too busy cooking, cleaning and watching our girls grow up. By the time we're in the bedroom I'm too tired to open my legs and he's too tired to get hard."

"What do you think he will be like on Sunday night, when you go home with him?"

"Before I walked in here I thought about that. We were walking the aisles at Von's Market, buying things for your house, our weekend together and John wasn't saying much at all. Usually, when we shop, he says things about what he likes or would like to try. He knew none of what we bought was for him. I don't know what he'll do on Sunday when I get into our van."

"What did you tell the girls was the reason you would be gone?"

"Do you care?"

"I do. I like having you here and I like that I get to enjoy you as much as I want, but I don't want this to totally screw up your lives."

"I don't either. We need the money. John and everyone else in the business is in a slump. We haven't had a sale in four months and it wasn't a big sale. We still have some savings but, your donation will help a lot. The commission on this house will hold us for a year!"

"I don't want to talk anymore about money. For the next few weekends you don't have any money problems. The only problem you have is staying wet. If you dry up I may need to buy stock in KY."

"I may need to do laundry for just the towels I sit on. I keep flooding them. That reminds me, are there any other sheets in the house? I could change them and wash the ones we... played on last night and this morning."

"Let's go look." We went inside searched the house and found three other sets of sheets. Crystal picked the fresh ones she wanted and I help change the sheets on the bed. We found the laundry room between the kitchen and garage, loaded the bedding in and started the process.

My hands on her hips lifted her up and put her on the washer. I spread her legs and knelt before her, between her legs. She leaned back and spread her legs to invite my mouth to her cunt. She sparkled as the light played on her wet lips. Her fragrance was one of my favorites; woman in heat.

She came twice for me as the washer cleaned the sheets. I moved the sheets into the drier and slid her over on top of the drier. When I set the timer and hit the start button she said, "Would you fuck me, please?"

We went back out on the deck, now in the dark. She put herself on the lounge cushion with her butt on the edge. I knelt and slid into her. As I did I remembered that I didn't have a raincoat on. I pulled out and stood.

"Forget the condom. You aren't sick and neither am I. When my youngest was born the doctor tied my tubes. Don't tell John, but we aren't having any more children. Just fill me up and fuck me for the next twenty-four hours."

My knees hit the deck and I slipped back inside her. I loved watching how her tits slid about on her chest as I slid in and out of her pussy. Her areola puckered and her nipples puffed into swollen berries. I pushed in deep and stopped.

"Crystal, How do you like to have your nipples played while you are fucked?"

"Pinch me. Not pinch and hold on forever but pinch me, then let go. Pinch me gently and then harder. I loved it when... my first boyfriend would pinch the whole thing and leave the nipple alone until I was having my orgasm."

I had forgotten that. It was nice that she had a good memory of me, even if it was only one.

My hips went back into motion and I pumped into her. Her legs had been spread and I lifted them, putting her feet on my shoulders. Not on top but just above my pecs so that as I slid into her I pushed her legs up by her face.

The pace increased until she said she was about to cum. I found her nipples and grasped them on just the areola. When she said, "Yes!" I pinched hard once, waited and pinched again. Her head went back and I knew a scream was about to emerge. I let go of a breast and covered her mouth with my hand.

Her eyes went wide open and she screamed into my hand. When the scream ended she realized she had used all her air and I was covering her mouth and nostrils. "Don't panic! Don't breathe! Feel me fill you!"

I pulled my hand away and Crystal did not suck in a breath. She closed her eyes and held very still. I pumped hard and fast and shot my load deep into her snatch. When she felt the third spurt enter her she opened her mouth and took a huge breath.

My cock stayed inside her. I leaned over and kissed her, pinning her legs between us. My hands held her legs as I finally withdrew from her and stood up.

"Can you be quick?"

"I think so."

"I am going to lie on the other chaise. As quickly as you can get up and hold your pussy a few inches over my face. Then watch as my cum slips out of you and into my mouth."

"Oh! You are so nasty! I love this!"

I moved quickly and so did Crystal. When I was in place I looked up and her open, spread pussy was a few inches above my mouth. Above that I could see the undersides of her tits and her smiling face looking down at me.

It only took a few seconds more and she felt my cum sliding out of her.

"I can feel your cum coming out of me!"

"Hold still. Feel it."

It stretched as it slowly came out of her. When it was a gob about two inches long she saw it. I opened my mouth and waited for it.

"God, Josh! This is so hot!"

I glanced at her face and saw the raw lust. Then gravity pulled the initial glob loose from her and dropped it into my mouth. As soon as it landed I lifted my face to her pussy and sucked hard.

"Jesus! You're sucking everything out of me!"

I held her hips and sucked. She started quivering and I knew she would cum in a few seconds. My mouth opened wider and I sucked on her clit as well.

It was enough. She collapsed on me and shook for nearly a minute. When I rolled her onto her side and held her she had four aftershocks and then lay quietly.

"I am ruined!" She whispered. "Absofuckinglootly ruined."

I held on and waited.

"No matter what John does for the rest of his life I will remember my time with you as the best lovin of my life."

"Thank you, but our first weekend isn't over. We need to eat. Shall I call for Chinese food or do you want to cook?"

"Honey, right now I'm not even sure I can stand up. How soon do you want to eat?"

"Half an hour to forty-five minutes. And you?"

"That would be fine. I didn't cook last night either. You had me get all that food. I better cook."

"Cook tomorrow. Make dinner for lunch. Tonight stay right here." I got up and got the cardboard menu from the local Chinese Hunan restaurant and my cell phone. We looked over the menu and called. Half an hour later the doorbell rang. I pulled on sweat pants and went to the door. As soon as I opened the door the house filled with delicious smells and I was ten times as hungry as I had been five minutes before. I paid cash, with a good tip and the young delivery woman disappeared.




"Scammed?"



We fed each other from the containers. We laughed and had fun with the meal. I picked up a piece of thinly sliced beef from the beef and broccoli and aimed it at Crystal's mouth. It fell from my chopsticks and landed on her bare breast. The sauce began to run from the meat down the curve of her beautiful breast. I bent forward and captured the beef and spent time making sure I licked up all the sauce. She held my head to her breast and moaned as I sucked.

When I released her breast from my mouth she said, "Sometimes when I breast fed my girls I felt guilty because I had little orgasms from their sucking. I was sad when I needed to wean them."

"You don't need to wean me."

Finishing the meal took a bit longer because I kept dropping things. Crystal didn't complain. The very last bite of chicken dropped from her chopsticks into my lap. Before I could even respond she was on her knees with the chicken and my cock in her mouth.

She sucked hard enough and long enough to get the chicken I ate a week before. But, what she actually got was a mouth full of cum. She stood up, smiling and said, "Kiss?"

We kissed and shared the chicken sauce and my sauce. Clean up was easy. We threw all the containers away.

We sat in the hot tub and touched for a long time. Occasionally I would lean over and spend a minute or more kissing, sucking and pulling on her breasts. In return she never let go of my cock or balls.

When I was feeling pretty warm from the hot water I sat up on the edge of the fiberglass tub and Crystal asked, "May I suck on your balls?"

"Sure. Did you think you needed to ask?"

She positioned herself between my knees and held my cock and balls in her hands. She looked at my face.

"If John was here I wouldn't need to ask. The answer would be no."

"If it won't leave a lasting mark or a scar the odds are I'll say sure, do it. Part of being lovers is exploring boundaries and seeing what feels good, today."

'I think I may have married the wrong man."

I smiled but didn't speak.

I loved how it looked to have my hard cock along her face and one of my balls filling her mouth. She looked up at me with her eyes full of joy and lust. At that moment she was mine. We were still in the first weekend!

When we went to bed we slept, spooned and touching. I woke up and Crystal was asleep, and her hand was holding my balls. I watched her sleep and thought my thoughts about who she was and what she did to me and who she appeared to be now. Part of me had loved her since we were fifteen. I had hated Asshole Walter since we were seventeen but I hadn't known she was in on the plan until recently.

Out of bed I went to the bathroom and started to pee. Suddenly a hand came around me and held my cock. Because someone didn't know how to aim she sprayed the toilet, the floor near the toilet and the wall near the toilet. I turned quickly and peed on her. Belly first and then she opened her arms and went to her knees in front of me. I peed all over her chest, belly, tits and watched as my pee dripped through her bush onto the bathroom rug.

I pinched off my stream and said, "Open your mouth."

She didn't hesitate. She opened and I released my stream into her mouth. I expected her to let it run out and down her body. When her mouth was full she closed her lips and quickly swallowed, then opened her mouth for more. I don't know how I ever held so much piss inside but she got it all either on her or in her.

At the end, when my flow was just a dribble she sucked my dick into her mouth and got every drop of what was left. Only then did she release me. I turned on the shower and tossed the rug unto the shower. I led Crystal under the torrent and joined her. We soaped and shampooed each other and went back to bed.

"Am I a bad woman?" She asked. She was spooned against my side, her right leg up over my hip, her right arm across my chest and her head on my chest just below my shoulder. My arm was along her back and my hand held her ass.

"No. Yes! I guess the answer has a lot to do with whatever bad means."

"I drank your piss. Is that bad?"

"I don't know. How was it when you were doing it?"

"I loved it! I'd never even wanted to do it before. It felt so intimate."

I didn't speak. I waited.

"I've never felt so safe, so free, before. It's like you don't have limits to how you love."

"I do. Trust me, I do have limits."

"I think I would let you do anything to me, with me. I know I would do whatever you asked me to do."

"Sure?"

"Yes. Just ask."

"Go take another shower. Shave your pussy."

She started to get up. I stopped her. "No. Get in the shower and use hot water. Get your bush soaked and then bring me the shaving gel, a towel and a razor. I will shave you just the way I want you shaved."

I watched as Crystal went into the bathroom and did as I asked. She brought just what I asked for and positioned herself spread out at the edge of the bed.

I used scissors to cut the hair short. My fingers worked the gel into her stubble and I let it set for a few moments. She watched, propped up on her elbows. I looked at her until she made eye contact.

"Lie flat. Don't watch. Watching is about worrying I might cut you. Lie back and feel the blade as it exposes your most intimate parts for your lover. Think about the gift you give both of us by spreading your legs and becoming smooth for us. Feel every touch."

She closed her eyes and spread her arms out to her sides. I touched the razor down near the bottom of her slit on the right side and drew it up one inch. I wiped it on the towel and took another stroke. Slowly, carefully I denuded one side of her pussy and then the other. My fingers probed her skin, assuring I got even the hairs I couldn't see.

"You are doing very well. Now raise your legs and hold them close to your chest."

As her legs came up she moaned and said, "You're going to shave my ass."

"Yes, I am. Not a hair from your waist down."

My fingers applied more gel and worked it all around her ass hole. There were few hairs at all but this was more about surrender than hair removal.

The razor removed the gel and the hairs. My fingers stretched the skin and felt for any stray hairs. The gel foam covered the pucker of her anus. Looking up at her pussy I could see that she was soaked. I rubbed a finger into her pussy and she moaned again. I pressed that finger against her pucker and I said, "Take a deep breath. When you let it out consciously relax the muscles in your ass. I am entering your ass."

When I heard her exhale I pushed and she let me in. One finger in as far as one finger can go.

"Crystal, what do you want?"

"I want to cum with your finger in my ass!"

My mouth covered her slit and my tongue probed into her. She moaned and grunted. Her ass began to thrust against the intruder and I sucked on her clit. It wasn't long before she said, "I'm there!" Her body shuddered and then arched. Her head rolled side to side and she made guttural noises. I waited and when she had a couple of aftershocks I slowly removed my finger. I gathered the shaving supplies and went into the bathroom. I washed my hands. I got a wash cloth wet with hot water and grabbed a dry towel.

I cleaned her with the hot, wet cloth and then dried her. I helped her up and had her stand in front of the mirrored closet doors. I stood behind her and she watched as I played with her shaved pussy and then I moved to her side and sucked on her nipples as I dipped a finger in her pussy.

"Enough, Josh, enough! I am so sensitive I think if you sucked my elbow I would cum for you. I need five days to recover and get ready for next weekend.

"I need to eat. I don't much care what you make but make lots. Please don't get dressed. Feel how good it feels to be naked from the waist down."

Twenty minutes later we ate a light lunch, brunch of salad and shrimp. We talked about the next weekend and what she should bring with her. She had not worn anything from her suitcase this weekend. She had lost a thong and pubic hair. I told her to bring a tiny bikini as we might be going to a distant beach. I told her that she could buy any foods she might want for the weekend and I gave her a hundred dollar bill to cover the costs.

"Do I wear underwear when I come back?"

"I have an idea. When you arrive on Friday have John pull partway into the garage. Get out of the car and take all your clothes off. Hand them to him and tell him to bring them back to you on Sunday night. Then, walk to me and greet me as you wish."

"No clothes?"

"Leave the ones you brought this weekend. Pick a drawer or two upstairs and take an empty suitcase home tonight. Put the bikini in it for when you come back. Do you have a bikini?"

"Yes. It's three or four years old."

"I'll bet it has the panty that covers your beautiful ass, doesn't it?"

"Yes. I can wear it when my girls are with me."

"If I get you a very sexy bikini, what color would you like?"

"A tropical print?"

"If I can only get a solid color?"

"Green or yellow, I think."

"Then forget the bikini. I'll take care if it. Bring two bras in your suitcase. Please, no red. If it's Ok with you to be seen in public with me, I'd like to go to Lake Tahoe, have dinner in a great restaurant I know and spend the night up there. If we are going, bring some heels and stockings to go with a sexy dress you will wear when we go to Tahoe. If you don't have a sexy dress we'll get you one in Tahoe. Please let me know by Thursday so I can make reservations."

"You promised we would stay here for the weekends."

"No, I promised not to take you anywhere where someone you know is likely to see you. If we go to Tahoe we will stay at a B&B that only has three rooms, the restaurant isn't a tourist spot. But, it's up to you. I can be very happy spending the weekend with you here with me, naked and sexy."

"Can I talk it over with John?"

"Of course. Please remember, the check is in your name. Not a joint check, not a check to John. In my world, my money, my decision. If you want to talk it over with John, go ahead. Just don't forget to call me."

"Ok."

I turned on some music and we danced for a while. I remembered how she liked to dance a long time ago. Dancing nude to the oldies was something new and after a couple songs I asked, "Do you like being smooth?"

"It is sooo sexy. When I move I'm aware that there is no hair and that I can feel every breeze, every touch of your pants."

"Pretty soon John will be here to take you home. Anything you'd like to do before he arrives?"

"I'd like to make your dinner. I'd like to serve it to you naked like this and to suck you while you eat."

"I like that. Would you like me nude or dressed?"

"Nude."

"Ok. You know where the kitchen is and what's there. I'll relax by the TV until you call me. Ok?"

"May I undress you?"

"Oh, I like how you think. Of course you may undress me."

I only had on the sweat pants and it didn't take long before they were in a pile on top of the washing machine. I went into the living room and turned on the TV. I watched a repeat of CSI for most of the show and then Crystal called me.

She had made enough for two dinners and was putting one in the fridge for later, when she wasn't here. She gave me enchiladas with shredded chicken, beans and rice. They were excellent. As I ate she crawled under the bar and took my soft cock in her mouth. As used up and tired as I thought I was I was able to respond to her and before I finished the enchiladas I gave her all the cum I had left. 

She thanked me. Kissed me and then went upstairs to get ready to go home. She came down wearing the jeans and shirt she had arrived in. "It took me a minute to find my bra."

She held the suitcase. I nodded to it and asked, "Anything inside?"

"Yes. It's full of fantasies and hopes for next weekend. I thought about Tahoe while I cooked and got dressed. I'm going. I'm not telling John. Neither are you, right?"

"I wouldn't. This is between you and me. John has his own thing going. He's in real estate."

I heard a vehicle pull into the driveway. I hit the button to open the garage door.

"Do you want to kiss me here or do you want me to follow you into the garage and kiss you there?"

Crystal looked at me standing nude in front of her, stepped into my arms and kissed me the kiss lovers share. She turned and walked out saying, "See you Friday."

I peeked again. She opened the passenger door and got in the mini-van. John pulled the lever into Reverse and backed out. He put it in Drive and I watched as they drove out of sight.

Just to be sure, I waited until Thursday to make our reservations in Tahoe. I drove to The Pleasure Chest in Hollywood and bought some bright yellow latex. I watched a video about using it and found that she needed to be freshly shaved or it would pull hairs when it was removed. I was going to paint on her bikini. The sales woman was very helpful. She said she never wore bathing suits any more. She got her lover to paint one on.

I said I'd take some. She asked if I would use some of my latex and her body for a test run. I agreed. She gathered all the customers in the store and said we were going to demonstrate the latex. As she took off her black jeans and t-shirt she told all of us that she had shaved close that morning and that made it so the latex wouldn't rip out her hair.

She stood before me nude, well almost. She had tattoos on her back, one thigh and one under her breast. I liked that one. It was a hand cupping the breast from underneath. Her pussy was shaved and a single gold ring pierced her labia.

As if a dozen people weren't watching and listening she tugged on the gold ring and said, "Just make sure you don't glop the latex on too thick. It will pull too hard if you do."

I opened the jar of paint and dipped the brush in. She gave me step by step instructions as we painted her. I painted her tits first, with no painted on strings to hold up the triangles that barely covered her areola and nipples.

I sat on the floor and looked up at her pussy. I could whiff her arousal. 

"Use a paper towel to keep me a little dry. I don't know about everyone but when I get painted I always cum."

I wiped her slit and began painting. She stood straight and explained that she needed to be pretty still while the latex dried. She could see what I was doing by looking is a mirror. When I was ready to do her slit she said, "Don't cover the slit. That would trap all the flow and would eventually burst and run down her leg. Leave just enough opening that the juices can flow." 

I took my time and found that, if I was careful, I could paint her pussy and leave the gold ring exposed. One of the other sales women came over with a blow drier and helped the latex dry. When she was dry she had a bright yellow triangle covering her pussy and two smaller yellow triangles covering her areola and nipples. She had everyone examine the paint job and touch her to see how well the latex stuck to her. Just before the group moved on she said, "Anyone who buys a jar of the latex while I'm still wearing it gets twenty percent off."

She sold eight jars. She lifted her leg in front of me and said, "Have your lover be careful. If she raises her leg like this she is legally too exposed and she can be cited." I saw a drop of her juice escape and I reached up to use the paper towel. When it touched her she almost moaned. She put her leg down and crooked her finger in the silent communication of, "Follow me."

I capped the jar of latex and followed her through a door into the back of the store. She opened a desk drawer and tossed me a condom. "I'm so hot! Please fuck me! Then we can peel this stuff off me and, if you would, you can suck my tits hard enough to leave bruises!"

I rolled the condom on a cock that had been hard for half an hour already. She put her foot up on the desk and I stepped up and sank into her. When I hit her cervix she said, "I'm a bitch! I'm mean, I hurt people and I love pain. Take me!"

I lifted her leg up along her body and got her foot above her head. "Hold your leg, Bitch!"

I slammed into her from the side. Hard and fast. I fucked into her and she winced as I hit bottom with each stroke. Her right hand went behind my neck to hold us together. My hand went to her ass and I shoved two dry fingers into her.

"Oh Jesus! You're splitting me in two!"

I pushed into her. I felt my cock in her pussy with the fingers I had in her ass.

"Oh God! I'm cumming!"

My free hand grabbed her tit and pinched the entire "A" cup tit. She screamed and went limp. I held her up and continued to pump into her until I filled the condom.

She opened her eyes and looked at me with glassy eyes. I slowly pulled out of her, lowered her leg and pulled two fingers out of her ass.

She found some paper towels and cleaned my fingers a little. She peeled the condom off me and upended it over her mouth. When it was as empty as she wanted she dropped it in the trash and cleaned my dick with her mouth.

She pointed me to the bathroom and I washed my hands for quite a while. She was still standing by the desk when I came out.

"Use a fingernail to create an edge to the latex, then slowly peel it off." I started on her tits. The one I manhandled had to be peeled in four pieces. I had torn the latex when I pinched her. The other one came off in a single piece.

"Please suck my tits hard enough to leave bruises." Her hands held my head when I took her tit in my mouth. I sucked almost all of her tiny tit into my mouth and I sucked hard. She moaned and quivered a few times.

"I'm getting close!" My fingers found her bright yellow pussy and slipped between her lips and as deep as they could go. I pumped as hard and fast as my fingers could go. She came! She screamed and flooded my hand and her legs.

With my ass on the office chair I peeled the latex off her pussy. The area around the gold ring came off in two pieces. I dropped all the pieces of yellow in the trash. She started to turn for the door. I grabbed her and said, "Spread your legs for me."

She put her feet a little farther apart that shoulder width. I shoved two fingers in her cunt. Three strokes and I made it three. She threw her head back and moaned. A few strokes later I pushed four fingers inside her. Her body shook. She grabbed and pulled her own nipples and I said, "I'm going to put my hand inside your cunt! Do you want it?"

"Yes, Master! Fist me!"

My thumb tucked in I lifted her off the floor with the hand I had inside her cunt. Gravity and her desire lowered her onto my hand. I moved my fingers and she moved my hand farther inside.

The door opened and the other sales woman saw what we were doing. She called, "Beth, come quick!"

A woman I hadn't seen before stepped into the room and said, "Jesus Fucking Christ! No man has ever had her and you're fisting her!"

"Ask her if I should stop."

"No! Fuck me crazy! Rip my insides out! I'm cumming again!" She screamed and passed out. It took the three of us to get her on the desk and slowly work my hand out of her. I was in the bathroom washing when she came back to us.

When I left I had three phone numbers, a jar of yellow, a jar of green and a bizarre memory. I didn't buy anything.

Friday came and I changed into nylon running shorts and a tank top at about four-thirty. I opened the garage door and swept the garage as I waited. At five the mini-van pulled in. John pulled in until the back edge of his door was just inside the garage. Crystal said something and John faked a smile. She got out and moved in front of the van. She was wearing a halter dress, stockings and heels. Her hands went to the back of her neck. She faced John, not me. The halter came loose and she pushed the short zipper at her back, down. Watching John she lowered the dress to the garage floor. She stepped out of it. She had on a teal bra and thong set, stockings and heels. The heels came off, then the stockings. She undid the front opening of the bra and it dropped to the floor. She turned to face me and bent, removing the thong and showing her husband her shaved pussy from behind.




"Scammed?"



Bent at the waist she gathered all her clothes and walked to her husband, handing the clothes through the window.

"Kiss me good-bye for the weekend, John."

He leaned out the window and kissed her forehead. She smiled and walked over to me. She dropped to her knees and pulled my running shorts off. In one second my entire shaft was in her mouth and she waved at John.

Without looking he put the mini-van in gear and backed out of the driveway. I hit the button and helped her up. Inside I took her to the couch and we sat.

"Tough week?"

"You could say that. On the way home he asked if I had a good time as your whore."

"Not a nice thing to say."

"I said that I lived up to my part of the bargain. He pulled over and said he had a terrible weekend because of me. He went down the list of all the shit he had to do. It was all stuff I do every day!"

"On Tuesday he asked me for the check. I had opened my own account at a credit union near our home. When I told him I had deposited it he checked our account on-line and said, "The hell you did."

"Another bad day?"

"He yelled how he had earned part of that money too. He had done my work so I could be with you."

"Is there more?"

"Yes! The next day he came into the kitchen after he tucked the girls in bed and he wanted sex. I figured he would want it during the week and so when he made his move I went to our bedroom. He wanted to undress me. He examined every inch of me to see if I had been hurt or bruised. When he pulled my grandma panties down and saw I was bald he yelled at me! He asked if I shaved for him or for you?"

"How did you answer?"

"I told the truth. I said I didn't shave me at all. You did it and you did it for you!"

"I'll bet he was pissed."

"He slept in the guest room last night. His last words to me before he closed the door were that he wasn't sleeping with a whore."

"I'm sorry. If I had known that would be his reaction I wouldn't have bought the house or accepted his offer of weekends with you." 

"Wait a minute. This was his idea?"

"I think he thought I was about to back out of the deal. He said if he presented it to you as a way for you to help the family by earning some extra money yourself then you would go for it."

"That bastard!"

"What?"

"He said this was all your idea. He did say it would be a way for me to help the family. I wondered at the time why a stranger would offer five thousand to fuck me for a weekend. Maybe ten years ago, before I had babies and put on a little weight."

"Did you ask him?"

"He said you saw the picture in his wallet. I had trouble believing that. There are two daughters standing in front of me in that photo."

"He did show it to me. He said he showed it so I would know you weren't a fatty." I remembered that he called overweight girls fatties when we were in high school. From Crystal's face, she bought it. That is what he would say.

"So all that led to the display he got when he dropped you here tonight?"

"I asked him this morning to go in to work after the girls went to school. When we watched the bus pull away I said I wanted him to make love to me. He told me to save it for you. I asked if our marriage was over. He said to ask him again after escrow closed and he cashed the commission check. I got upset and told him what I would do when he left me here if he wouldn't do me."

"He said?"

"Go ahead."

I held her in my lap. She cried for a long time. When she stopped she said, "Should we call the whole thing off?"

"Is John the forgiving kind?"

"No. He still bitches at me about Nick, my first boyfriend. We broke up before the senior prom and he's still angry that he saw me kissing Nick."

"So, this isn't going to get better in six months or a year?"

"When I agreed to this I realized that he would give me shit no matter which choice I made. If I said no and we lost the commission when we need it so badly, it would be all my fault when we had to do a bankruptcy. If I said yes, and fucked you I would be a whore for the rest of my life."

"Why did you choose as you did?"

"This way at least I have some good memories of being completely fucked. I knew by noon on Saturday I made the right choice."

"Can I get even deeper into your life?"

"Only if you promise that soon you'll be inside my pussy."

"Deal. Why did you marry John?"

She took a big breath and sighed. She looked in my face and said, "When I saw what he did to Nick, I knew he would do worse to me. I knew he had snuck and taken pictures of me naked. I knew he would change the pictures so I was fucking a dog or something. I would be ruined and I didn't have a dime so I couldn't disappear like Nick did."

"So you went to the prom and went along with you being in on the end of Nick because you were afraid?"

"Yes. And when he proposed I had to say yes." A cloud passed over her face.

"I didn't tell you about going along with him at the prom."

"You didn't have to. I already knew."

She faced me, straddling my lap, my cock against her bald pussy. She looked at me hard and long. Suddenly she burst into tears and hid her face against my chest. I held on, arms gently holding her to me. Her chest heaved and I heard her sobs, felt the tears hit my chest and roll down.

She cried a long time. Eventually, she stopped. Then she lifted her head and said, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Given what I knew of the prom and the jokes after, how could I open up with I love you?"

"I have loved you for every day since those pictures showed up. You know he has those pictures in an album in the top of our closet? He shows me every once in a while, to keep me in line."

I picked her up and put her down on the couch. I lay next to her and we kissed. She knew she was kissing Nickolas Joshua Peterson. We kissed with tender kisses for a long time. I didn't explore her skin as I had the weekend before. She needed time, I thought.

"Josh, please take me. I surrender. My heart has been yours over half my life."

"Floor, couch or bed?"

"Out on the deck!"

We walked upstairs and out onto the deck. She opened the drapes as we went out. Light spilled onto the deck and she put herself on a chaise in the light.

"I'm going to call you Nick when I cum for you." Her legs opened and her hands guided me home. There was no hurry. The decision had been made. We were together.

The build up to her first climax was slow and then sudden. She was wet from first touch and then gushing and using her hands to spur me on. 

"Fill me! Please fill me!"

We both felt it come and joined us as our climax became one climax.

A few moments passed and I felt myself starting to shrink. She flipped us around and smiled as she held her pussy over my mouth. We watched together as my spunk slowly fell from her to my mouth. She anticipated what I would do and when the first gob dropped she squealed as my mouth locked on to her pussy and I sucked.

It was after nine when the Chinese food was delivered. Crystal went to the door nude and paid with cash. The young man thanked her ten times as he left. We were asleep by eleven. 

At ten the next morning we were on a plane to Tahoe. We stayed at the B&B and loved it. We went shopping and I bought lots of fun things. We bought clothes for the girls and had them shipped directly to them. 

I rented a speed boat for half a day and we went for a boat ride. Crystal wore shorts and a t-shirt when we left the marina. I found an area where no boats were nearby. I opened the jar of yellow and told her to take off the shorts. She looked at me like I was crazed, and she stripped off the shorts. I painted a small triangle over her pussy. Then I had her hold onto the windshield and I drove the boat into the wind until the latex was dry.

I took the t-shirt and painted her tits with small yellow circles, just a bit bigger than her areola. We raced around in the wind and she kept looking at herself.

"What about my ass?"

"If you wore a thong what would be covered?"

"Just where the strings met."

"Then you are as covered as you need to be. Do you know you are beautiful?"

"I know you think so."

"I can and will prove it to you." I aimed the boat at a small marina and in a few minutes I tied the boat at the dock. I handed Crystal ten dollars and said, "Get us a couple diet Cokes, would you please?"

"You aren't going with me?"

"Ok. But you are the customer." We climbed up onto the dock and walked to the small shop in the middle of the dock. We passed three guys fishing. They looked and looked again.

As we got passed them Crystal said, "They're watching my bare ass!"

"Yup." At the store I let Crystal go in first. I waited almost a minute before I went in. Crystal was surrounded by five guys, six if you count the guy who was behind the counter.

An older guy, gray hair, beard, fishing clothes said, "Lady, all you have on is paint!"

Crystal looked at him and said, "You don't approve?"

"Fuck, yes I approve! Never seen anything like it."

I spoke. "Gentlemen, my lady has a self-esteem issue. She doesn't think anyone could be turned on by an old woman like her. If you would, show her she's wrong."

The older guy smiled and said, "Don't mind the gray clouds, the lightning still works." He unzipped and showed a good hard cock surrounded by gray hair. The others all hauled their equipment into view and she saw six hard cocks around her.

"Are you convinced that you are beautiful yet?" The old guy asked.

"I must be beautiful. I thought I was old."

"Wait thirty years then think maybe you're getting old. Not now, when every man you see wants you."

"Thank you gentlemen. What does she owe you for the beverages?"

"Nothing! And anytime you come back you can have anything in the store." The man behind the counter said. His hard cock rested on the counter. 

The old guy added, "Including any or all of us!" 

I reached for Crystal and she came to me as we left the store she said, "Thanks guys. You've made my day."

I was surprised when none of the boats in the marina followed us. I had rented the boat for four hours. Along with the latex I had liberally applied sun screen. After two and a half hours on the lake we took the boat back. I carried Crystal's clothes and she walked the length of the dock, in and around the inside of their store and then back to our rental car. When we got back to the B&B Crystal put on her t-shirt to go inside.

"Did you get to see the excitement over at the lake?" The lady asked.

"What excitement?"

"Seems there is a naked woman going round in a speed boat wearing only paint!"

Crystal lifted the t-shirt and asked, "What color paint?"

When the woman could finally speak she said, "Yellow." A few seconds later she said, "God damn lady, you're beautiful!"

"Thanks."

Later that evening we flew back into LAX. Crystal didn't want me to peel off the paint so she wore it instead of underwear on the trip home. At home I peeled it off of her while we talked about what John's reaction would have been if he saw her on the dock in yellow paint.

"He would scream nasty things at me and never forgive me."

"He is going to be pretty nasty to you this week, isn't he?"

"Probably. I don't care any more. Nick came back."

"We need to play the game until escrow closes. I like the house and I want us to live here. You Ok with that?"

She frowned. "He'll fight me for the girls."

"We'll win. The courts want children to stay with their mothers. I can show that I can take better care of them and you financially."

She cooked on Sunday afternoon. She made four wonderful dinners for me and put them in the fridge. While she cooked I bugged her purse. She made a fifth dinner, for me to eat while we waited for her husband to pick her up.

"What are you wearing home?" I asked.

"Whatever he brings me to wear. Remember, I gave him my dress and everything before he drove away."

"I'm not likely to forget that scene. I wonder what he'll bring you?"

"Can I have a t-shirt? Just in case he doesn't bring anything."

"Sure. You know where they are. Pick anyone you want." 

She came downstairs with a folded t-shirt. She put it on a shelf in the garage, just in case. Then she served my dinner and I ate. She sucked me as she had the previous Sunday. I finished eating before I needed to cum.

I lifted her up onto the bar and spread her legs. "Ahhh, a nice hot dessert."

My face went into her pussy and she came twice before we heard the mini-van stop in the driveway. She used a napkin to soak up as much of her juices as she could and I handed her a small towel to take with her.

When the garage door was open John was visible holding shorts and a t-shirt out of the driver's window. Crystal walked naked to the window, thanked John for the clothes and stood next to the van to dress. Then she walked around to the passenger door to get in. I walked out and handed her the purse she had forgotten. I was nude when I walked out. She took the purse and kissed me.

They drove away as I closed the door to the garage and hit a button on the workbench in the garage. It turned on the speaker attached to the receiver for the bug I had put in her purse.

"Is he going for it?" John asked.

"Hook line and sinker. He's talking about fighting you for custody of the girls." They both laughed.

"Second time he falls into our game, huh babe?"

"He never was the brightest bulb in the box. Now, get us home and fuck my brains out. Nick is just such a wimp! He eats pussy well but his dick just doesn't do it for me and he hasn't been rough once."

It was quiet in the van for a while.

"Crystal, remember the night I tied you to the tree in front of his parents house and fucked you?"

"Yes! I didn't know where we were and I was scared to death we would get caught. Remember how I got the pictures of him so you could doctor them up?"

"No one ever figured out it was my dick stuck in his mouth!" They laughed some more.

I love the electronics world and how helpful it can be. I was pissed because she had almost hooked me again. I was about to shut off the sound when I heard more.

"So, are the girls back at my sisters?"

"Damn right. I hate the little brats. She spoils them. It was a good idea having the picture taken like we were a family. It works. Makes me a family man."

"You know Nick shelled out three hundred dollars for clothes for them while we were in Tahoe?"

"Well, at least your sister will be happy to get something."

"I'll bet Nick would shit if he knew the house he's renting and buying was ours! All that money is coming to us!"

I shut off the sound. It would still record what was said but I needed to think.

Sleep didn't come easy that night. Early on Monday morning I called the law firm my father had used. The man I spoke with laughed and asked if I wanted him to get me out of this little jam. I said yes. He said to stay in the house until he got there.

An hour passed and his Lexus parked across the street. A minute later a truck from a termite company arrived. Seems they knew about John. He had been falsifying termite inspection reports. What Mr. Williams said was it has been alleged but not proven that he has filed fraudulent reports. 

While we talked the man did his inspection. He came into the living room and nodded to Mr. Williams.

"Nick, do you want this house?"

"No. I want out of this house and, I'd like all but the rental money back."

Mr. Williams stood and said, "Go for a drive and start looking at other houses. Leave Mike here in the house to finish his inspection. Tomorrow call two termite companies and have them do inspections. Take those reports to the escrow company with my card. They will cancel the escrow and return your check. The bill for the work they have already done will go to Mr. Wilson. Then, move out of here. Lock the place. Have three or four people see it as you leave so they can verify the condition of the house."

I moved my stuff back to my apartment, including the meals Crystal had made for me. I followed his instructions to the letter. On Wednesday I got a check from the escrow company. I was out the rental money, the ten grand to John and ten grand to Crystal.

I took three DVD's from the twenty I had of our time together and drove to the police station. At the desk I asked to speak to a detective who worked with fraud and prostitution scams.

In twenty minutes I was in an interview room with Detective Carlos Fuentes and his partner Julia Donovan. The DVD's were in my pocket. I told them my story and they listened. When I stopped Donovan said, "Nice story, but unless you have video or a witness that's all it is."

"Just for this discussion, if I had video of them making the proposal and taking my check?"

"Then we would need some proof that she actually did sex acts with you and her husband knew." Fuentes said.

"And then?"

"And then you would need to testify in court."

"What would happen to them?"

"They would both go to jail. Could be for as little as five years. It would depend on the DA and the judge." Fuentes said.

Julia Donovan was leaning towards me. She added, "It would also depend on how much they can spend on a lawyer."

I took the DVD's from my pocket. The label on each was for a different date. The day when they brought me the proposal on one DVD and the Friday when Crystal stripped in the garage and sucked my cock. On that DVD I included a half hour of us having sex and her telling me what a jerk John was.

Fuentes had me write my contact information and thanked me for coming forward. Donovan wanted to know why I recorded everything. I told them how I had recognized John as Walter and what he had done to me in high school. I wanted the house but couldn't trust him as far as I could throw California.

"If we had those pictures I'm sure the DA would find a use for them."

"According to Crystal they are in an album in the top of John's closet. That doesn't mean it's true."

We shook hands and Donovan walked me out. "It would probably be safest if John and Crystal couldn't find you for a few days."

"I've already moved out. You can reach me by cell or email."

I called my sister and told her I would only be reachable by cell for the rest of the week. I told her that in a week I wanted to have dinner with her and I'd explain everything. Naturally, she wanted all the details right then but I didn't give her any.

The rest of the day was spent house hunting. Late in the afternoon I saw a woman opening the door to a real estate office in Malibu. I stopped and looked at the displayed pictures in the front window. She came out and introduced herself. Monica. She was wearing wedding rings. She was in her forties. We talked and before dark she took me to see one house.

It was on the beach in Malibu. Three bedrooms, three and a half baths, No yard really, just a storage area for toys between the house and a fence leading to the sand. Sixty yards of sand before reaching water at high tide most days. There was an upper deck that was private. None of the houses around had any view of the deck. The house was empty. Monica said a painting crew was due in three days and if I made an offer she would let me pick the colors.

By the time we finished paperwork it was seven. I had her call her husband and he met us at Duke's, a favorite restaurant in Malibu. We had a great dinner and parted in the parking lot.

I stayed in a hotel in Pasadena for three days. Watched TV, took a few walks, and fielded calls on my cell. Early on the second day in Pasadena I went to the museum and the cell rang. I sat on a bench near Rodan's Thinker and answered. It was Crystal. 

"What have you done?"

"No, Hello? No, I miss you?"

"What do you think you're doing?"

"I'm sitting in a sculpture garden talking on the phone to you."




"Scammed?"



"When John arrived at his office this morning officers from the state of California handed him a subpoena and a search warrant. They are crawling up his ass this very moment."

"And, you think I sent them?"

"It had to be you!"

"I swear to you I have not spoken to or written anyone employed by the state, about John, his business or about you. Calm down. It's John's problem. Do you need for me to send a cab to pick you up or will John be able to bring you to the house at seven?"

"Oh my God! They're searching my husband's life and you're worried about how I'm going to get to your house to fuck?"

"His life isn't our problem from seven on Friday night until five on Sunday. You asked me to pay you five thousand a weekend. I have. I expect you to be there tonight. If this is some ploy for more money, cut the crap! Five thousand is already a hell of a lot of money."

Her voice became butter. "I'm sorry. I'm just in shock about John. I'll probably need a cab. John has the van and I have no idea if he'll be back in time. The cab will cost about thirty dollars. Is that Ok?"

"Not a problem. I might not be there exactly at seven so have the cab get you there at quarter after, Ok?"

"Problems?"

"No. I just can't gauge traffic too well yet."

"Ok. I won't be wearing panties and I bought a new dress to wear for you."

"I won't be wearing panties either." We both laughed as we hung up. I called detective Donovan.

"In case it might help, Crystal just told me she will take a cab to the house at quarter after seven tonight. She intends to spend the weekend with me and will arrive wearing no panties."

"Did she tell you that in a phone call?"

"Yes."

"Then we have it on tape. We will wait until she arrives to arrest her. When this is over, I'd like to have a conversation with you."

"How over?"

"When the LAPD file has a "closed" stamp on the cover."

"I'll still have this cell. Call me."

At seven I was at the house. Outside. Sitting on the curb by my car. Across the street two unmarked police cars sat. Two officers in each car. One was Donovan. She had given me a bug to wear.

The cab pulled up and Crystal got out. She was dressed in heels, stockings and a silver dress that screamed fuck-me! It clung to every curve and made sure anyone who looked saw her hard nipples. I paid the cab driver and he left.

I took her in my arms and kissed her cheek.

"You look good enough..."

"For you to eat?"

"Is that all?"

"No. I want you to fuck me out on the deck. I want to suck you at dinner."

"Just another weekend at the beach?"

"I hate to ask, but you do have a check for me?"

"I have even more for you." I had positioned her so her back was to the approaching officers. Donovan said, "Crystal Wilson? You are under arrest for soliciting for prostitution, performing sexual acts in public, conspiracy to commit fraud, and a few other charges." She read from the Miranda decision card. Crystal looked at me and said, "You love me! How could you do this to me?"

"You were just as much at fault for the prom as Asshole Wilson. You willingly wanted to sell me this house, with your husband when you both knew it's full of termites! I did love you. Part of me will love you for even more years. But, I love me more." 

When the officer got her to the back door of the car she lifted her dress and shouted, "You'll never have this ass again! You weak bastard!"

Donovan stood next to me and said, "She's going to prison and you're weak. I think I'd rather be weak." Then she looked at me and said, "By the way, I watched the DVD's and there is nothing weak in what I saw."

She touched my arm and went to the other police car. I got in my car and drove away.

I closed escrow on the new house thirty days later. Mr. Williams checked everything and approved. The day escrow closed and I got the keys I drove to the huge furniture store where Donna White worked. I wandered the store for half an hour until I saw her. She was standing in the living rooms. I walked over and said, "Excuse me, do you work here?"

She turned and said, "Yes, May I help you find something?"

"Yes, you may. I don't want to sound corney or crazy but once-upon-a-time I had an eye one a young woman and I lost her. I suddenly had to leave town and never got to do anything about how I felt about her. Maybe you can help me find her?"

"This is a furniture store."

"The girl I lost was named Donna White. She was so cute last time I saw her, and I loved her in her cheerleader costume."

"You know me?"

"Not as well as I'd like."

"How do you know me?"

"Last time I saw you was at a party at Beth's house. You were with Tony what's-his-name."

"I still don't know who you are."

"Take forty pounds off me, shave my lip and say, "Nick."

Her eyes flew wide open and she jumped in my arms. Without leaving my arms her words came out at a hundred miles an hour.

"Where did you go? How did you find me? How did you know I wanted you to find me? Where do you live? Tell me everything!"

I sat her on the nearest couch with me next to her. 

"I'll answer your questions, all of your questions. But first I need to speak to your boss. Trust me, you will like what I have to say."

She walked away and looked back twice. A minute later she came back with a large man who said, "I understand there is a problem?"

I stood and shook his hand. "No, no problem. I just closed escrow this afternoon on a house that is, for the moment, totally empty. I need everything. I need help. I would like to rent a consultant to help me furnish my home. Is this lady available?"

"We don't send our sales associates out. You can look at everything here in the store."

"To quote my mother and my sister and one or two of my ex-girlfriends I have no taste. The person who helps me needs to see the house in order to pick out the stuff that will look right in the house. I would think that a sale of enough furniture for a three bedroom home would have you interested. If I was wrong, I'm sorry if I wasted your time." I stuck my hand back out, concluding the deal.

"If I may ask, where is this home?"

I handed him a card with my name and cell number on it. The address of the house was on the card. He read it more than once.

"If it is about money, I would be willing to pay her for her time instead of her being on your clock."

"No, that isn't necessary. Donna, would you be willing to assist Mr. Peterson in his project over the next two days?"

"Will I need to work other times to make up for not being here?"

"No. Your time with him will be your clock time here."

"Then, I'm willing."

"Then it's settled. I'll take care of your time for the next two days." He turned to me and shook my hand. "It is a pleasure meeting you Mr. Peterson."

He went back to his office. When the door closed Donna said, "So, I work for you for the next two days?"

"Yes. Get your purse. We're out of here."

It didn't take long for us to get out of the store. She lived in an apartment a mile from the store so she walked to work. She got in my BMW and said, "You must have already done well."

"Yes, I was born into a good family and my parents left me a couple a bucks."

Forty minutes later I parked in front of my new home. We did a walk through. I saw how her mind was thinking about furniture that would look good in each room. When we were back at the front door I touched her arm. She stopped.

"Now, I want to walk back through the house again. Put the thinking as a salesperson for a furniture store away. Walk through the house as if you were thinking about living here, with me, and the furniture you would pick then."

She put her arms around my neck and kissed me. I remembered watching her kiss Tony and I remembered wondering if it tasted as good as it looked. In this kiss I got the answer. Better! When the kiss ended she said, "Ok. I'm done."

"What?"

"I only picked things I liked and thought you would like. I need to talk to you about colors but other than that we can go back to the store and order the house filled." We kissed again.

"Maybe I'm going too fast."

"Let me think. You lost me ten years ago. I have waited for you for ten years. How much more time do you want to wait now?"

"You waited for me? We never even kissed or danced back then."

"Everything I saw and knew about you told me I wanted more of you. When Walter screwed you to get Crystal I was so upset I wanted to kill him! I looked around for you and even your parents wouldn't tell me how to find you. I'll bet your sister still hates me, I bugged her for two years after you disappeared."

"This may be a shock but Crystal was in on the whole game. She helped him screw me."

"Fuck! I'm glad I broke it off with both of them the night of the prom."

"It's done. I walked into a furniture store to find someone to help me furnish the house and found you. Buying this house may be the best thing I've ever bought." We kissed some more. At some point we realized that we were in an empty house. If we did much more kissing we would end up on a very hard wood floor. We left.

Headed south on Pacific Coast Highway Donna said, "I don't want you to come to my place tonight. Where are you staying?"

"Up ahead. Are you staying with me?"

"Is that an invitation?"

"Yes."

"Is there a market or CVS or something where I can get a few things before we get there?"

At the next light I turned and a few blocks later I pulled into a big market parking lot. I opened my wallet and gave Donna a fifty. "You are buying things based on me keeping you away from home. Please let me pay for them. If it's Ok, I'll wait here in the car."

She kissed my cheek and said, "You're sweet." I watched her butt as she walked into the store. I had thought about Crystal for ten years. I was over her. The opening of my heart was there and needed to be filled. I wanted to believe Donna when she said she had waited for me for ten years. Recent dealings had me distrust. I would call the PI after I bought furniture.

Donna came back with a bigger bag of goodies than I expected. She buckled in and quoted from a movie, "Ok, stud, take me to bed or lose me forever!" Meg Ryan said it to Goose in "Top Gun."

As I drove to the hotel by the beach I hummed, " " from the same movie. She put her hand on top of mine. I parked and we went in. I registered and got a key. Our room was on the fifth floor facing the ocean.

Inside the room Donna was suddenly shy. She put the bag of stuff and her purse on the table and said, "I'm scared."

"Of?"

"I know you won't believe me but... I really have waited. I've only been in three hotel rooms. Once on a vacation with my parents. Once when Beth and I went to Yosemite and once when I went to my brother's wedding in Boston. Never in a room with a man." 

"Would you be more comfortable if I took you home?"

"No! I'm not here to be comfortable! I'm here to finally get comfortable. I want to be comfortable in your arms. I want to be comfortable in bed with you. I want to wake up tomorrow morning with you next to me in bed. Most of all I want to give you something I've saved for you for ten years."

"Can I unwrap it?"

She looked puzzled, then said, "It isn't in the bag."

"No, it's in a brown dress standing in front of me."

"Yes, you can unwrap me."

"Good." I kissed her a few times and held her close to me. Then I backed away far enough to reach the twenty buttons down the front of her dress. I started with the bottom buttons and stopped when I got to her waist. I kissed her five or ten more times and this time they included tongues. My hands when to the collar of her dress and one by one the buttons became undone.

When I took a step back all that really held her dress on was her belt and the cloth over her shoulders. "Finish unwrapping for me?"

She didn't break eye contact as she undid the belt and shrugged the dress off her shoulders. She had a cami over her bra and pale yellow panties under her pantyhose.

"What do you want me to take off next?"

"The pantyhose. Do you want to be my girl?"

She nodded. "Then when they're off throw them away. I hate pantyhose. I'll get you hose I like."

She sat on the bed and peeled them off and threw them at the trashcan. She missed.

"Now stand up, please. Lift the cami up and off."

The bra underneath was lace. It wasn't new but it was almost new. Her breasts were small, never-in-the-way breasts. She hesitated.

"What do you want me to see next?"

"I'm afraid."

"What I hope and pray is that when your bra comes off there are really small breasts hiding in there. I don't want you to have pendulous heavy breasts. I want to be able to get all or almost all of your breast in my mouth. I hope you want them kissed, held and sucked on a lot."

"You're only saying that because you can see I have almost nothing."

"That's my hope and prayer. Check with God if you don't believe me."

"Then you take it off." She stepped close and I reached behind her. One hook. Not very serious support. She held the cups in place. I moved almost a foot from her chest and said, "Show me the goodies."

I knew there were pads in the bra. I guessed she really didn't want me to see them yet. As she pulled the bra away from her chest she folded the cups together, hiding the pads inside. What I saw were two small almost flat breasts, with small but hard nipples and almost non-existent areola.

My hands went to her back and my mouth asked, "Which may I kiss and suck first?"

"I've waited ten years and you want me to pick?" Her hands held my head and thrust me against her left. I kissed, then sucked on her. Her knees buckled a little. I loved how the nub felt in my mouth. I loved the sounds Donna was making.

When she quivered I released her left and moved to her right.

"Oh Nick! I didn't know! I didn't know!"

My hand squeezed the breast I had already sucked. Donna moaned and her knees threatened to drop her. My other arm went around her waist and held her to me.

"Oh, Nick, I can feel what your doing down there!" I kept at both breasts and she shuddered and came. I was glad I held her up. I released her breasts and took a deep breath.

"Nick! Nick. Nick. I am happier than I have ever been."

"May I finish unwrapping my gift?"

"Please."

I bit the waistband of her pale yellow panties and pulled them down to her knees with my teeth. She was trimmed but not shaved. The trim allowed her to wear a bathing suit. As my face passed her bush I smelled her fragrance. At her knees I let go of her panties with my teeth and used my hands to get them to the floor.

"You picked those panties because you knew I wanted to bite your yellow panties."

"I wear every pair of panties I own, hoping you will show up and take them off me."

"And now?"

"And now, I want you to take the gift I saved for you and you alone. My virginity."

"You mean that?"

"When you burst my cherry you'll know I meant it. She ran into the bathroom and brought back a towel and a wash cloth. She folded the towel in half and sat on it. The wash cloth went on the night stand.

"I understand this could be messy."

I started unbuttoning my shirt. She watched. I took it off. I started on my pants, kicking off my shoes. She watched. My pants dropped to the floor and my cock peeked out through the opening in the front of my boxers.

He eyes opened wider. I pulled the boxers down and off. I crooked a finger at her and she came to me. I hugged her to me and we kissed. She moved us to the bed. Her butt went onto the towel. I climbed onto the bed and put two pillows next to Donna, lengthwise. I asked her to move up onto those pillows. She did and I moved the towel under her. It let her be comfortably flat on her back while elevating her pussy a few inches above the bed.

My fingers touched her slit and she sucked in a breath. She was wet. Very wet.

"Do I need a condom?"

"I bought three and they are in the bag. I'm a virgin and I'm on the pill."

I got the condom. "I'm not a virgin and I'm not sure about the last person I was with. To protect you we'll use these until we're sure about my health."

I got on the bed between her legs and she watched. "Lift your knees. Open yourself to me."

She did. I scooted forward and Donna whispered, "Please fill me up! I want to feel you inside me! Don't go slow! Fill me, Nick!"

I felt her resistance and pushed inside. She didn't make a sound. I bottomed out and then pulled back. I looked down and saw a few drops of blood on my cock.

"You're not a virgin any more." I leaned down and kissed her. When I lifted up a little I saw a single tear had escaped. Her eyes were full of other tears. "Thank you."

We moved together as if we had been lovers for years and it was totally new. We kissed, we changed to cowgirl position, to doggy, to reverse cowgirl and finished in the missionary prayer for salvation.

When my cock started to wilt I started to pull out. She grabbed me and begged, "Stay in me forever. I love how you feel." She hesitated and I touched her lips.

"If I stay inside all the stuff in the condom will leak out and if we needed protection we threw the protection away." I held the condom and pulled out. I tied a knot in it and dropped it in the trash. I used the wash cloth and cleaned both of us. There was almost no blood. I took the wash cloth and the towel in the bathroom and tossed them in the tub.

When I got back Donna was off the pillows waiting to wrap her body around me. It was one twelve in the morning. We kissed and molded against each other.

"Nick, do they charge for phone calls?"

"Local or long distance?"

"Local."

"It's almost one thirty in the morning."

"Would they charge a lot?"

"Don't worry about what it costs." I handed her the phone. She called a number and I heard a female voice answer, "Who the hell calls someone at one thirty in the morning?"

"Someone who isn't a virgin any more!"

"He's back? You let Nick fuck you?"

"We are in bed right now." She handed me the phone and said, "Say Hi to Beth."

"Hi Beth."

"How do I know it's really you?"

"Remember in eighth grade when someone stole your panties out of the gym?"

"What about it?"

"They were blue. I still have them if you want them back."

The silence was long. Finally she said, "Give me back to Donna." I did.

"It's really him! I'm so happy for you! Call me tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, tomorrow or later today?"

"Later today."

Donna hung up and kissed me.

"Does that mean we are officially an item?"

"I sure hope so."

"Tired?"

"Yes... and no. I am tired and I'm all energized at the same time."

"Get comfortable, close your eyes and when you open them after dawn, I'll still be here."

"Better be."

I don't know how long she stayed awake but I was gone in seconds. When I woke up it was because she had uncovered me and was touching my morning hard-on.

"Find something you like little girl?"

"Yes. When you were asleep it wasn't so big. Now it's bigger, harder and hot."

"Have you seen porno films?"

"One."

"Well, men often wake up in the morning hard like this. As soon as I get up and pee it will go back to normal. Then, when I come back to you and play with your breasts or look at you naked here in bed I'll get just like this again."

"So, go pee! Hurry back."

I did both. She was covered with a sheet when I got back. I pulled it off and it landed on the floor. She covered her breasts.

"If you do that again I will spank you."

"Do what?"

"Hide your breasts from me. I like them. I want to see them, touch them, kiss them and I won't be happy if you keep hiding them from me."

"Ok. Ok. I won't hide them."

"And, while we're on the subject of hiding, why do you hide your pussy behind a bush?"

"All women have hair down there.'




"Scammed?"



"Not all of them keep it."

"If I shaved my bush I'd look like an eleven year old little girl!"

"My eleven year old little girl. I don't think you would look eleven. You think you have too little on top. You're wrong! You think you need puss hair to be a woman. You're wrong, on both counts, if it's my woman you want to be."

"I want to be your woman."

"Then I'd like you to call room service and order breakfast delivered. Then we'll shower and after breakfast we'll get into our busy day."

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"I'm not showering, ordering breakfast or dressing until you get inside me again."

"Didn't anyone tell you anything? People don't have sex every day. Once a month at most. It won't be next month for three weeks."

"That may be for some people. I've got ten years of cobwebs down there and they're yours. Get to cleaning them out... please."

"Ok. But this is the last time until you shave." I got a condom and put it on. Donna opened her legs for me. I dropped onto the bed with my face in her puss.

"Nick! What are you doing?"

"Eating pussy! Relax and enjoy."

I licked from her taint to her clit with my tongue spreading her lips. I sucked on her labia and she held my head.

"God! I thought being filled by you was as good as it gets. This is that good, and different."

My tongue flicked her clit and she arched her back. My face explored every bit of her vulva I could reach. She made noises when I did things she liked and she made lots of noises. When I probed into her vagina with my tongue she lifted her legs and spread to open more. I reached for her breasts and her hands covered mine as they squeezed and played with her wonderful tiny tits.

I felt the quivers of her muscles. I knew she was seconds away from a really good orgasm. When I felt the first big spasm in her vagina I jumped up and slid my cock deep inside her. Her eyes popped wide open, she yelped and then her legs wrapped around me.

"I love you, Nick. I have always loved you and now I love you more."

"I love you, Donna." I kissed her. We let the passion take us to the animal kingdom. This was not love making, this was animal rut. Fucking in the raw. She came. I came. We made a mess of the bed. I sucked her tits for ten or twenty minutes after I threw the condom away.

Donna called for breakfast and then we showered. I had to get out of the shower early, breakfast had arrived. I signed for it with one hand holding a towel around my waist.

When Donna came out of the bathroom she said, "I'm embarrassed. This room looks like we had an orgy in here."

"It's Ok. It was a little orgy."

We ate first and then dressed. I picked up the bra and tossed it in the bag. Donna reached for the bag.

"Just wear the cami. Women with big chests wear camis. They also complain about sweating under their tits. They complain about them getting in the way. They complain that men never look them in the eyes. Do it because you know it turns me on."

She got dressed without the bra and without the pantyhose. When we got in the elevator to go down to the lobby I whispered, "I'm not wearing a bra either. Can you tell?"

It worked. Donna relaxed. We drove to her apartment. She needed to change clothes. I followed her in and was stunned. Over the mantle in the living room was an 11 X 17 picture of me! Standing beside Ron Roberson's 55 Chevy. In the kitchen there were two 5 X 7's of me. In her bedroom on both nightstands were pictures of me.

"Donna?"

"Now do you believe me? I waited for you."

"Can I use your phone?"

"Local or long distance?"

"I'll leave you five dollars."

"Ok, call."

When my sister answered I asked, "Are you somewhere you can safely sit for five minutes?"

"I'm in my car parked by the Sherman Oaks Galleria. The motor is off."

"I want you to talk to someone here with me."

"Who?"

"Do you remember a classmate of mine who called you for a long time after I disappeared attempting to get in touch with me?"

"Donna somebody. She just about drove me crazy."

"I'm about to ask her to marry me and I wanted you two to talk." I handed the phone to Donna. Neither woman talked. They both cried for a couple minutes and then I hung up. Donna used four or five tissues and when she stopped I knelt in front of her and said, "Pick the spot, the date and the time when you can make me the happiest man alive. On that spot, on that date and that moment, will you marry me?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"Will you quit your job, give up your lovely apartment and live with me at the beach?"

"Yes! Nick, Yes!"

"Will you help me shop for a ring?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"May I make slow love to you in this bed tonight? Wake up with you in this bed tomorrow morning and have you make breakfast for us?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Ok. I'm set."

"Will you love me every day for the rest of my life?" Her voice quivered as she asked.

"Or a thousand years, whichever comes last."

"Will you protect me, care for me, back me up?"

"Yes, Yes, yes!"

"Ok. I'm set."

"Since you're quitting do we want the furniture from that store?"

"It's as good as I know about."

"Ok. Let's go to the store, order the furniture and give them your notice. No. Let's go get you a ring first. Then we can go to the store. We also need to go to Costco for all the stuff we need in the house. We need linens. I give up! You can make a list and I'll drive and pay. You do like shopping?"

"Not for everything but since I sense the budget isn't in nickels and dimes that will help."

"Anything else we need to do here?"

"I need to pee and make two phone calls. I can do both quickly." She took her cordless phone into the bathroom. The first call was to her mother. I heard the opening, "Mom, you need to go shopping... for a dress to wear to my wedding! Yes, Mom, it's Nick!"

At that moment my cell chirped. It was Donovan's number. "Detective. How are you?"

"Are you psychic? Can you tell me what I have in my hand?"

"Yes! It's coming to me. Wait a second, the image is clearing. It is a file folder. Wait! On the front is a stamp that says "CLOSED."

"Yes. They both plead out. John will be out of sight and mind for ten to twelve. Crystal will be gone for six."

"No court, no publicity."

"Right. Now, to the conversation."

"I think I should tell you that within the last ten minutes I proposed to a woman who has loved me for over ten years. If you'd like I'll send you an invitation to the wedding and you'll see this is the right one for me."

"Thank you. One question, if I may? Can I keep a copy of the second DVD?"

"That is quite a compliment. Yes. Please don't show it to anyone."

"One person. When I find him I want the man I marry to see it."

"Ok. But that's the only one, Ok?"

"Yes, Sir."

Donna came out of the bathroom with fresh make up on.

"Who was your second call to?"

"Beth. She invited us to dinner tonight. Ok?"

"What did you tell her?"

"I got to say what I've always wanted to say, "Let me check with Nick and I'll call you back."

"Call her back. Can she cook?"

She nodded. "Tell her we'll be there. Find out what time and where. Oh, you know all that stuff."

When Beth came on the line I stood behind Donna and unbuttoned her dress. My hand went in, lifted the cami and held her nipple in between my thumb and first finger. She wiggled and giggled. I heard Beth say, "What's so funny?"

"Tell her."

"Nick is standing behind me with his hand in my dress playing with my beautiful tiny titty!"

"God! I just flooded. I gotta go clean up. See you both at six."

We bought a 1.4 caret yellow diamond in a gold setting. The wedding bands were wide and I had mine engraved, "WWF" on the inside. "Worth Waiting For" to remind me that that's how I need to live, like I was worth waiting for.

At the store Donna walked me around while an associate of hers followed along with order forms and a clipboard. We started in the living room section. She walked to the living room she liked and said, "I think this would look great in our living room. What do you think?"

The sales assistant looked up and said, "Our living room?"

Donna smiled wide and showed the girl her left hand. "Yes, our living room. Nick asked me to marry him."

"Nick? This is the Nick?"

"Yes! This is the man I love."

"I'm sorry. I owe you an apology. I thought he was a guy you made up!"

"I know you did. Almost everyone did. You're forgiven."

That night when we got to Beth's they were excited about us but also about a news report they had seen. It seems a high school acquaintance of ours and his wife had been in court and had gone to jail. They had been scamming someone in a real estate deal and Walter Wilson and his wife, Crystal got caught!

"I hope no one is upset with me when they hear this but it was me they tried to scam. I was looking for a home and John was an agent."

"John?"

"I don't know for how long but Walter John Wilson had been using his middle name for a while. Anyway, he recognized me but didn't let on. He did his best to sell me a house he owned that was full of termites. He also offered Crystal to me as a toy while escrow closed. I guess he figured I would be so distracted by Crystal that I would let them scam me. They were wrong."

"It couldn't have happened to a more deserving asshole!" Beth said. Her husband had never met Walter John.

"God! Coming back to California has been rough."

"Right up until I went shopping for furniture. Everything else is in the past."

Beth and Donna talked about a wedding for almost an hour. Her husband and I talked and became friends. When it looked like the evening was about to end he said, "I've known Donna as long as I have Beth. She's never been this happy. Please, treat her right."

"Every day and every night. Thanks for being her friend." We hugged by the door, then Beth hugged me and said, "I have prayed for you to come back from the day after the prom. Thanks for getting the call."

As we walked to the car I put my arm around Donna's waist. She used her hand to move mine down onto her ass. Beth called out, "Get a room, quick!"

We did.

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Scamming the Scammer



This is a true story. It happened to me recently. The following is the typed conversation that took place between myself and a scammer, who for the want of a better name I will call Adriana. As this story unfolds I will place my thoughts in brackets to separate them from the actual conversation. I am posting this as an example of what is happening, the signs that it is happening, and how not to get sucked in by it.

I have this rarely used Skype account. It is rarely used because the only person on my contact list is my brother, and we speak more frequently on the normal phone.

I was surprise to see one day, a contact request from a very attractive young lady. My immediate response was to ignore it as I'd done with a couple of previous requests, all of which were from attractive young ladies.

The first message read: Adriana would like to add you as a contact. This one I ignored.

This was followed shortly after by another message,m this time a more personal plea: 'Hi, Adam (not my real Christian name that I used on Skype) I would like to add you as a contact.' I did not answer these because, I had been away from my computer at the time that it was sent.

Four days later I received yet another plea from Adriana: 'Hi Adam, I'd like to add you as a contact.'

On thinking about it, it sounded too good to be true, given that the picture attached to her profile was of a very attractive young woman, and being certain that this would be the beginning of a scam attempt if I responded, I replied with the following: 'The question that I have to ask is why an obviously attractive young lady would want to add a seriously old fart to her contact list.' A fair enough question I would have thought.

To which she replied, and I type it as she had: 'add me frist. I am new to skype and i hope we can be friends.'

My response was to be upfront about my lack of experience or expertise with Skype or any other form of social media, so I replied with: 'I am also a novice when it comes to Skype. If this is really you in the photo I still wonder why an obviously attractive young lady would want with an old fart like me. Not that I'm not flattered by the request.'

Her response was a little weird: 'am sorry just let make friends' Her command of the English language merely added to my assumption that this was indeed a scamming operation. I decided to string her along to see how far it would go. 

The call dropped out and an hour later she called back. This time it was a video call, and the image that confronted me set my heart and imagination galloping, she was gorgeous with a set of massive, but not overly so, tits. Christ I was in heaven if this was for real. Let us see. I tried talking to her but she just stared at her computer screen and said nothing. I put through a voice call to her a minute later, but she didn't respond. A minute later I received a typed request: 'can we chat' 

I again tried a voice call and gave up after a minute as she had not answered. 

What followed is as it happened, the information is a cut and paste of the conversations. You will notice that there are a lot of ***Call to/from *** then call ***Call ended***. This is because either the call was not answered, the connection was not good, or one of us terminated the call for whatever reason.

[5/03/2015 1:35:05 PM] *** Call to Adriana ***

Call ended, duration 00:41

[5/03/2015 1:36:45 PM] *** Call to Adriana ***

[5/03/2015 1:37:11 PM] Adriana: hi

[5/03/2015 1:37:43 PM] Me: Hi I can see you but not hear you

[5/03/2015 1:38:10 PM] Adriana: am sorry i dont have microphone

[5/03/2015 1:39:49 PM] Me: So sad, you look very nice, I am sorry that I cannot actually speak to you. My typing is not good.

[5/03/2015 1:40:04 PM] Adriana: oh no problem

[5/03/2015 1:40:19 PM] Adriana: nice meeting you i hope we can be friends if you dont mind

[5/03/2015 1:41:43 PM] Me: I don't mind, in fact it does me good to speak to someone new. I would like to know what your interests are.

[5/03/2015 1:42:48 PM] Adriana: am new to skype here and i hope we can be close friends?

[5/03/2015 1:43:20 PM] Adriana: Don't be surprise how i contact you okay I am new to skype and i was just trying to see how it works , i saw your name in skype members and decided to contact you and we chat to know each other and be friends is that a problem to you chatting with me??

[5/03/2015 1:44:41 PM] Me: No problem, but I would prefer it if this was a video call. I find it distracting to have to type everthing.

[5/03/2015 1:45:10 PM] Adriana: i do understand you very well

[5/03/2015 1:46:21 PM] Adriana: My name is Adria...I am single lady 30years old , i never married , no boyfriend and i have no kid and what about you??

[5/03/2015 1:48:52 PM] Me: I find that very hard to believe that you have no boyfriend and that you have never married. You are a very attractive young woman and if I were forty years younger I would want to meet you in person, but unfortunately I am a young man in an old man's body. I can appreciate your beauty, but you will not be interested in me.

[5/03/2015 1:50:13 PM] Adriana: i see

[5/03/2015 1:50:20 PM] Adriana: have you married with kids

[5/03/2015 1:51:43 PM] Me: I have been married twice and have 3 sons from my first wife. They are all older than you so you can see that just talking to you makes me feel old.

[5/03/2015 1:52:02 PM] Adriana: lol

[5/03/2015 1:52:16 PM] Adriana: friendship does not have a problem with age

[5/03/2015 1:53:50 PM] Me: I realise that, but I think that we may have little in common. I live in Australia, where abouts do you live?

[5/03/2015 1:59:06 PM] Adriana: i live in london

[5/03/2015 1:59:12 PM] Adriana: what work do you do for living

[5/03/2015 2:01:44 PM] Me: Whereabouts in London? I have retired, but since finishing work I have been writing short stories and novels. Before I retired I was a Chauffeur and before that I was a Public Servant.

[5/03/2015 2:02:46 PM | Edited 2:02:47 PM] Adriana: oh very nice job

[5/03/2015 2:03:32 PM] Adriana: I am living with my mother and my little brother in our apartment in UK after i lost my father in a car accident in 2007 and what about you who do you live with or with your parents?

(When I was researching scams previously, this was cited as a common thread with this type of scam, a sick parent or one that died suddenly.)

[5/03/2015 2:05:32 PM] Me: I live on my own with two miniature schnauzer dogs that I walk on the beach close to my home twice a day. My parents are both dead.

[5/03/2015 2:05:53 PM] Adriana: oh i see

[5/03/2015 2:06:43 PM] Me: What do you do for work? You look as if you could be a model or something like that

[5/03/2015 2:06:54 PM] Adriana: My dear i am single lady never married but tell me why a handsome man like you live alone with no woman , you look so handsome but why alone..?

[5/03/2015 2:07:15 PM] Adriana: am secratray

(A secretary that can't spell, not likely to ease my concerns.)

[5/03/2015 2:08:18 PM] Me: I have no wife and since my divorce I have not felt like beginning a new relationship. I don't want to be hurt again.

[5/03/2015 2:11:13 PM] Adriana: I am single because my ex boyfriend cheated on me last 15 months , i caught him having an affair with another lady so i lost trust in him and we quited , i am now fedup living alone and i am looking for a honest and caring man in my life ...I am living single for 15 months now , i now need a honest and a caring man , i do not want a Rich man all i seek is honest loving and a caring man , simple person and someone who do not drug.

[5/03/2015 2:16:18 PM] Me: OMG you've just described me! Not the simple man, but all of the other things, I do not do drugs, apart from a glass of red wine with my evening meal. I am a born romantic with no-one to love. I use my writing to fulfil my romantic inclinations. Most of my short stories are romances with love conquering all, even cheating partners, so there might be for you a good man like me.

[5/03/2015 2:17:05 PM] Adriana: oh i see

[5/03/2015 2:17:19 PM] Adriana: you are the type of man i have been looking for

[5/03/2015 2:20:12 PM] Me: How sad that I live on the other side of the world. When my novels become best sellers (I wish) I would love to visit England. My ancestors come from Wales and I have been trying to trace them, but it is very hard from here.

[5/03/2015 2:21:42 PM] Adriana: i think is better for me to join you rether then you coming .

[5/03/2015 2:23:44 PM] Adriana: I am single because my ex boyfriend cheated on me last 15 months , i caught him having an affair with another lady so i lost trust in him and we quited , i am now fedup living alone and i am looking for a honest and caring man in my life ...I am living single for 15 months now , i now need a honest and a caring man , i do not want a Rich man all i seek is honest loving and a caring man , simple person and someone who do not drug.

(This word for word one of her previous comments, if I didn't know better I would think that she has a list of responses and would cut and paste to suit.)

[5/03/2015 2:23:47 PM] *** Call ended, duration 46:56 ***

[5/03/2015 2:23:53 PM] Me: I can see it now, me walking my dogs along the beach in the company of this drop dead gorgeous young woman (you). The woman would hate me and the men would be so jealous that they would quite happily kill me.

[5/03/2015 2:42:13 PM] Adriana: i see

[5/03/2015 2:42:29 PM] Adriana: and are you willing to habe a new woman

[5/03/2015 2:45:29 PM] Me: I am, that is if the woman was interested in me as a partner to share life with. If that other woman looked like you I would not hesitate, but somehow that is something that is unlikely to happen, not even in one of my romance stories.

[5/03/2015 2:46:48 PM] *** Call to Adriana ***

[5/03/2015 2:47:56 PM] Adriana: wowoowowowow sound goood

[5/03/2015 2:48:05 PM] Adriana: so can we share oiur feeling now

[5/03/2015 2:48:51 PM] Adriana: my dear so tell me more about yourself and your life style and ask me all what you want to know about me and i would answer you ...???

[5/03/2015 2:54:49 PM] *** Call ended, duration 07:56 *** (Dropped out.)

[5/03/2015 2:55:04 PM] Me: My lifestyle, hmmm, where do I start? For an old guy I have a variety of interests apart from walking my dogs and writing. I read books, I love fast cars and have driven my Subaru SVX in tarmac rallies with my youngest son as co-driver. We didn't win but had a good time. I am relatively fit, I help a friend clear building blocks, cut down trees and stuff like that, I ride a bike whenever I can, I go fishing without luck but who cares. I collect vinyl albums (over 300) that I don't often get a chance to listen to. How about you, what do you do when you're not being a secretary?

[5/03/2015 2:56:33 PM] *** Call from Adriana ***

[5/03/2015 2:56:59 PM] Adriana: I have little about myself , my friends say I am a honest,loyal, passionate, generous, giving, affectionate, supportive, sensitive, and a good listener who is easy to get along with.??

(Sounds like a resume, but it doesn't really answer the question, does it?)

[5/03/2015 2:59:45 PM] Me: Gee, my type of woman, You sound too good to be true. With those qualities I am surprised that you haven't had to fight men off with a big stick. You must have some interests to do in your spare time apart from flirting with a stupid old fart who would love to believe in miracles.

[5/03/2015 3:00:06 PM] Adriana: yes

[5/03/2015 3:00:15 PM] Adriana: men online are no more trusted

[5/03/2015 3:00:30 PM] Adriana: dear i want us to share something now

[5/03/2015 3:00:58 PM] Me: What is it?

[5/03/2015 3:01:11 PM] Adriana: i wnat us to share our skype password now

[5/03/2015 3:02:49 PM] Me: I would if I could remember it, I have Skype on-line all of the time that my computer is running.

[5/03/2015 3:03:09 PM] Adriana: babay am, waiting try and find it now

[5/03/2015 3:03:18 PM] Adriana: and give it to me

[5/03/2015 3:04:03 PM] Me: I would have to ask, why do you want my password??

[5/03/2015 3:04:26 PM] *** Call ended, duration 07:53 ***

[5/03/2015 3:05:37 PM] Adriana: honey i dont want to share you with anyone,also i will trust you more if you give me your skype paassowrd,and it going to prove to me that you love me

[5/03/2015 3:06:26 PM] *** Missed call from Adriana. ***

[5/03/2015 3:06:26 PM] *** Call ended ***

[5/03/2015 3:06:42 PM] *** Call from Adriana ***

[5/03/2015 3:07:04 PM] Adriana: honey i promise not to do anything in your skype

[5/03/2015 3:08:48 PM] Me: I would love to love you, and have you want only me, but I am a naturally cautious person and am having a problem understanding how it is that someone as perfect as you could have feelings for someone less than perfect such as myself

[5/03/2015 3:10:26 PM] Adriana: now adays yuoung men are not easy to find,and they will not traet you well,beside i need a man who lead me some years so he can show me how love and

[5/03/2015 3:10:49 PM] Adriana: careing,honest,and trust me

[5/03/2015 3:11:55 PM] Adriana: please give me your skype passwors prove to me that you love me

[5/03/2015 3:16:18 PM] Me: I would love to trust you, but I have heard and read about lonely old men like me who get sucked into falling in love with young women only to find that they are some person operating a scam to cheat the men out of their money. A question, when I first answered your call you appeared on my screen and I had to pinch myself because I couldn't believe my luck. Since then I have not been able to see you. My computer has a web cam so you should be able to see me, although how you could think that I'm handsome beats me. I would love to be able to see you again.

[5/03/2015 3:17:27 PM] Adriana: okay dear after that will you give me the skype password

[5/03/2015 3:21:50 PM] Me: It will take time to get it, I have to request a new password from Skype and wait for an email from them before I can change it. My email server sometimes takes half an hour to post emails in my in box, so I don't know how long it will take. As for your reason for wanting it, the only other contact I have is my brother, an I haven't spoken to him since before Christmas, so I guess that you are my one and only.

[5/03/2015 3:33:07 PM] Adriana: hmmmmmmm

[5/03/2015 3:33:43 PM] Adriana: then dont accept anybody request on skype ok

[5/03/2015 3:34:30 PM] Adriana: open your cssmsds'

[5/03/2015 3:34:57 PM] Adriana: open your camera dear

[5/03/2015 3:35:00 PM] Me: okay I won't, but I'd love to see you again just so I know that this isn't a dream

[5/03/2015 3:35:39 PM] Adriana: open your camera

[5/03/2015 3:36:15 PM] *** Call ended, duration 29:33 ***

[5/03/2015 3:36:30 PM] *** Call to Adriana ***

[5/03/2015 3:36:50 PM] Adriana: can you see me

[5/03/2015 3:36:56 PM] Me: Can you see me?

[5/03/2015 3:37:05 PM] Adriana: yes i can see you

[5/03/2015 3:37:10 PM | Edited 3:37:29 PM] Adriana: hoansdome man

[5/03/2015 3:38:14 PM] Adriana: honey i want you to email me more about you and more pictures in my emial

[5/03/2015 3:38:48 PM] Me: What is your email address?

[5/03/2015 3:39:40 PM] Adriana: (B**************e @gmail.com. For legal reasons I have not printed the email address)

[5/03/2015 3:39:45 PM] Adriana: am waiting

[5/03/2015 3:39:51 PM] Adriana: but do you have yahoo masseneger

[5/03/2015 3:43:48 PM] Me: No. OMG you are gorgeous in that black leather gear. I am curious about your email address, Why would you use a man's name?

[5/03/2015 3:44:44 PM] Adriana: which name

[5/03/2015 3:46:27 PM] Me: B*******t. It looks as if your name is really B******t A*****e, but that might just be my paranoia.

[5/03/2015 3:46:40 PM] Adriana: no

[5/03/2015 3:46:47 PM] Adriana: is famle name

[5/03/2015 3:46:57 PM] Adriana: is B*******a A****e

[5/03/2015 3:47:16 PM] Adriana: and what is your full name

[5/03/2015 3:48:15 PM] Me: What you see is what you get, my name is (****). 

[5/03/2015 3:48:48 PM] Adriana: honey do you use yahoo masseneger

[5/03/2015 3:51:05 PM] Me: No. I am not up to date with these things, social media and the like. I have a Facebook page and twitter account that I never use, I have given up on my smart phone and gone back to my older and more reliable one. I hated it.

[5/03/2015 3:52:31 PM] Adriana: do you have whatsapp on your phone

[5/03/2015 3:52:58 PM] Adriana: i use intenastional number so we can there

[5/03/2015 3:55:04 PM] Me: I do not have that app on my phone and using international number from Australia is horrendously expensive. When I was in London several years ago it was cheaper and easier to buy a pre-paid phone there and not use international roaming.

[5/03/2015 3:55:45 PM] Adriana: open your camera and show me your phone

[5/03/2015 3:56:19 PM] Adriana: show me the phone

[5/03/2015 3:56:49 PM] Adriana: okay

[5/03/2015 3:57:25 PM] Me: You've disappeared again, so sad.

[5/03/2015 3:57:56 PM] Adriana: am sad about you,dont trust me

[5/03/2015 4:03:07 PM] Me: It's not that I don't trust you, but I don't want to get hurt again. My ex wife hurt me badly and made promises that she had no intention of keeping. Trust is something that doesn't come easy to me. I would love to be able to say that I trust you and love you and all of those other things, but I would be lying if I told you that after only a couple of hours talking long distance on Skype. Forgive me but that's how I feel right now. I want it to be otherwise, I would love it to be otherwise, and I'm probably being stupid .

[5/03/2015 4:03:36 PM] Adriana: hmmmmokay

[5/03/2015 4:03:46 PM] Adriana: so how do you live with no work

[5/03/2015 4:06:53 PM] Me: It's called a pension. The government pays me so much a week, barely enough to live on. That is why I hope that my books sell and I become rich beyond my wildest dreams and then I could come over to London and sweep you off your feet, shower you with kisses and gifts and . . . Oh well I can dream can't I?

[5/03/2015 4:09:37 PM] Adriana: afrom now going what time can we?

[5/03/2015 4:10:18 PM] *** Call ended, duration 33:45 ***

[5/03/2015 4:13:25 PM] Me: I've got to go now, time for the dog's afternoon stroll and then I will have dinner and sit down and watch a DVD with the dogs (There's only crap on TV). I will speak to you soon. I usually crank up my computer around 7:00 am my time for half an hour or so, and am on and off it during the day. I have just begun another short story so I'll be on my computer for a while tomorrow.

[5/03/2015 4:14:21 PM] Adriana: okay dear

[5/03/2015 4:14:32 PM] Adriana: what is the time there now

[5/03/2015 4:17:02 PM] Me: 4:15 in the afternoon

[5/03/2015 4:17:57 PM] Me: What time I it where you are?

[5/03/2015 4:22:29 PM] Adriana: it 5:53am

[5/03/2015 4:24:59 PM] Adriana: so how many hours laft for

[5/03/2015 4:27:10 PM] *** Missed call from Adriana. ***

[5/03/2015 4:27:10 PM] *** Call ended ***

[5/03/2015 4:38:56 PM] *** Missed call from Adriana. ***

[5/03/2015 4:38:56 PM] *** Call ended ***

[5/03/2015 7:03:16 PM] Adriana: hi

[6/03/2015 7:43:26 AM] Adriana: hi

[6/03/2015 7:44:53 AM] *** Missed call from Adriana. ***

[6/03/2015 7:44:53 AM] *** Call ended ***

[6/03/2015 7:48:40 AM] *** Missed call from Adriana. ***

[6/03/2015 7:48:40 AM] *** Call ended ***

[6/03/2015 8:17:31 AM] *** Call from Adriana ***

[6/03/2015 8:17:41 AM] Adriana: hello dear

[6/03/2015 8:18:56 AM] Me: I was going to say 'good morning. but where you are it's evening. How are you today?

[6/03/2015 8:19:09 AM] Adriana: am doing good and you

[6/03/2015 8:19:25 AM] Adriana: i have been online for long time where have you been?

[6/03/2015 8:20:39 AM] Me: I've just got back from walking the dogs on the beach. It was freezing cold and windy but they loved it. It's good to be back in my warm house again.




Scamming the Scammer



[6/03/2015 8:21:01 AM] Adriana: i see

[6/03/2015 8:21:14 AM | Edited 8:21:16 AM] Adriana: but i told you to send me an email ut you refused

[6/03/2015 8:22:59 AM] Me: I didn't actually refuse, just wanted to think about it], like where was this leading, and what would I say to you.

[6/03/2015 8:23:46 AM] Adriana: but you must try and send me an email so i will get your email and save it in my emai

[6/03/2015 8:28:02 AM] Adriana: what are you doing

[6/03/2015 8:28:09 AM] Adriana: are you busy?

[6/03/2015 8:29:20 AM] Me: I have just sent you an email. I explained that I would rather talk on Skype because I can get to see you, like I did for a very short while this morning, alas I cannot see you now, so sad.

[6/03/2015 8:30:06 AM] Adriana: can you seee me now?

[6/03/2015 8:30:25 AM] Me: Yay! That's better.

[6/03/2015 8:30:45 AM] Adriana: baby so how was your day?

[6/03/2015 8:32:26 AM] Me: My day has only just begun. I don't have any actual plans so far. I might go and visit a neighbour for a while, and do some more writing. I have a story on the go and need to do some research for it.

[6/03/2015 8:34:05 AM] Adriana: okay so what time will you be back

[6/03/2015 8:34:17 AM] Adriana: i will be waiting for you on skype

[6/03/2015 8:35:40 AM] Me: I haven't decided when I will go out, so I am here for a little while yet. I would much rather be here talking with you and looking at you than talking to my neighbour. My research won't take me out of the house and I can do that at any time.

[6/03/2015 8:44:44 AM] Adriana: okay dear

[6/03/2015 8:45:09 AM] Adriana: please let chat in 30 moins

[6/03/2015 8:45:56 AM] Me: Okay gorgeous, I'll speak to you then.

[6/03/2015 8:46:29 AM] *** Call ended, duration 28:58 ***

[6/03/2015 10:19:03 AM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[6/03/2015 10:19:03 AM] *** Call ended ***

[6/03/2015 10:21:56 AM] Me: I love those pictures that you sent me. What I can't understand is your ex-boyfriend, what kind of fool is he? If he thought that he could do better than you he must be stupid. If you were my girlfriend [Not likely but I can dream] there is no way that I would even think I could do better, let alone go out and cheat on you.

(This is where the plot really gets interesting. One of the pictures had a file name on it that wasn't hers. Could have been her (I hope, with those tits all my dreams would come true) but worth checking out.)

[6/03/2015 10:42:57 AM] *** Call to Adriana ***

[6/03/2015 10:43:25 AM] Adriana: hi

[6/03/2015 10:44:59 AM] Me: Hi to you too. What have you been doing? I sort of expected you to be online earlier.

[6/03/2015 10:45:38 AM | Edited 10:45:43 AM] Adriana: Sorry i was been at out side so what did u do today

[6/03/2015 10:46:45 AM] Me: Not a lot, I have been writing.

[6/03/2015 10:47:43 AM] Adriana: Oh i see...So how are you doing today and how is the weather over there

[6/03/2015 10:50:56 AM] Me: It is cold here right now (19 degrees) and I don't feel like going out in it but I'll have to some time.

[6/03/2015 10:51:35 AM] Adriana: Oh well...the weather over here is cold and warm at the same time baby

[6/03/2015 10:55:21 AM] Me: Well, I would imagine being with you on a cold day would be warm as well. That is what I miss most of all, the pleasure of holding a warm woman.

[6/03/2015 10:56:27 AM] Adriana: Me too i even wish you are here with me and enjoying together

[6/03/2015 10:59:20 AM] Me: You do realise that if I were there with you we would not go outside at all. I am going to have to stop fantasising about something that can never be. No I won't stop dreaming about it.

(Seriously, how could anyone fall for a line like that?)

[6/03/2015 11:00:22 AM] Adriana: Yes baby we will do every thing inside House

[6/03/2015 11:03:56 AM] Me: There is something that I've been meaning to ask you. What is your full name. Is Adriana your real name or just the name you use on Skype?

[6/03/2015 11:15:05 AM] Me: Are you still there?

[6/03/2015 11:16:34 AM] *** Call ended, duration 33:34 ***

[6/03/2015 5:01:58 PM] Adriana: am here

[6/03/2015 5:02:57 PM] *** Call from Adriana ***

[6/03/2015 5:03:14 PM] Adriana: hello dear

[6/03/2015 5:03:53 PM] Me: What happened earlier, we were chatting away and all of a sudden you weren't there?

(You obviously didn't want to tell me real name)

[6/03/2015 5:04:57 PM] Adriana: yes dear the conection was poor and i felll as sleep

[6/03/2015 5:05:21 PM] Adriana: how are you and hwta have you been doing

[6/03/2015 5:06:26 PM] Me: That conjures up all kinds of images, you asleep, stretched out on your bed, me over here dreaming of just such a situation.

[6/03/2015 5:06:52 PM] Adriana: lol

[6/03/2015 5:07:05 PM] Adriana: honey i even had a dream about us

[6/03/2015 5:08:56 PM] Me: Hold onto that dream, my dog are scratching at the door telling me that it is time for their walk. I'd better go before they scratch all the paint off. I'll be thinkin about us.

[6/03/2015 5:09:53 PM] *** Call ended, duration 06:56 ***

[6/03/2015 5:10:01 PM] Adriana: so baby what time will you be back so we can chat

[6/03/2015 5:11:52 PM] Me: It will be about half an hour depending on if I see someone that I know. Then my dinner (Cajun chicken) will be ready, I can call you back in about an hour or so.

[6/03/2015 5:12:11 PM] Adriana: okay dear

[6/03/2015 5:12:29 PM] Adriana: and did you get your skype password

[6/03/2015 6:42:16 PM] Me: Actually, my dear, I had a seniors moment and forgot all about it That being said, don't be offended by this, but I have been told never to give out my password. It's not that I don't trust you, even if miracles happened and we hooked up and got really, really close, I would not feel comfortable giving my password to you. I never gave it to my ex, even when things were great between us. Please understand, and forgive my paranoia. It would be presumptuous of me to think that it would wrong for me to say that I am in love with you. Wrong because that presumes that you would reciprocate those feelings.

[6/03/2015 6:43:42 PM] Adriana: hmmmmm okay

[6/03/2015 6:43:55 PM] Adriana: are you back

[6/03/2015 6:45:21 PM] Me: Yes I am back, Please, let me see you again, I have to say that I just love looking at you, and dreaming.

[6/03/2015 6:45:29 PM] *** Call to Adriana ***

[6/03/2015 6:46:24 PM] Adriana: the conection is poor

[6/03/2015 6:46:27 PM] Adriana: can you hear me

[6/03/2015 6:46:55 PM] Me: Yes my dear, I could hear you

[6/03/2015 6:47:56 PM] Adriana: honey so tell me how was your walk

[6/03/2015 6:48:05 PM] Adriana: and how is the dogs feeling now

[6/03/2015 6:49:31 PM] Me: It was good. I called in to one of my neighbours, I had done some plumbing work for her and needed to change what I had done because of a fault in the fitting I used. I'm going to fix it up tomorrow.

[6/03/2015 6:50:01 PM] Adriana: i see dear

[6/03/2015 6:50:06 PM] Adriana: i have been thinking of you

[6/03/2015 6:50:25 PM] Adriana: so tell me what is the time there now

[6/03/2015 6:50:29 PM] Adriana:???

[6/03/2015 6:51:34 PM] Me: I have been thinking of you. I would like to see you again, even if I can't hear you. I just love to look at you and your perfect face and body.

[6/03/2015 6:51:52 PM] Adriana: lol

[6/03/2015 6:52:06 PM] Adriana: baby there is something i want tp discuss with you?

[6/03/2015 6:52:44 PM] Me: Yes, I don't like the sound of this

[6/03/2015 6:52:52 PM] Adriana: hmm

[6/03/2015 6:52:53 PM] Adriana: why

[6/03/2015 6:53:33 PM] Me: I don't know. usually when someone tells me that they want to discuss something with me it is bad news

[6/03/2015 6:53:43 PM] Adriana: babe my laptop is not working well and i wish you could help me to buy new one so we can use to chat and see both on camera and talk too?

(Here it comes, the demands for money, just like the info from the ACCC (Australian Competition and Consumer Commission) said it would.)

[6/03/2015 6:55:37 PM] Me: I wish I could too. I wish I could do a lot of things like meet you in person, but that is unlikely to happen in the foreseeable future. I guess that I'll just have to remember what you look like and dream of a future.

[6/03/2015 6:56:13 PM] Adriana: i know dear

[6/03/2015 6:56:28 PM] Adriana: but we can plan to be together soon

[6/03/2015 6:56:52 PM | Edited 6:58:48 PM] Adriana: so i will be very happy if you help me to get the new laptop so we can use to chat always

[6/03/2015 7:00:40 PM] Me: I wish that I could do that, but I don't have enough money to pay for the repairs for my car. When the parts eventually arrive from America that is. I am sad that your laptop isn't working properly because I want more than anything to look at you to keep my dreams alive.

[6/03/2015 7:01:29 PM] Adriana: babe am very sad?

[6/03/2015 7:01:41 PM] Adriana: but you need to try your maximum best and help me out

[6/03/2015 7:02:21 PM] Adriana: please

[6/03/2015 7:05:30 PM] Me: Please understand, until my books sell I have no hope of getting enough money together to help you. I feel that rather than have you thinking that I can magically produce enough money to help you, we should remember this short time that we have had together as the wonderful time that it was, to hang on to the impossible dreams that they were. I wish it were otherwise but can see no alternative.

[6/03/2015 7:06:50 PM] Adriana: so dear when can you help me

[6/03/2015 7:11:54 PM] Me: Please my dear, please, I cannot put any time frame to me finding enough money to help you. I am finding myself saddened that I cannot do more for you, it goes against my very nature to refuse someone, especially someone as beautiful as you, but if you insist on pressuring me to help I will have to try to forget all about you. I have not felt this sad for years, not since my ex decided that I wasn't good enough for her. I feel that I am not good enough for you.

[6/03/2015 7:13:17 PM] Adriana: honey you shouldnt talk this way

[6/03/2015 7:13:24 PM] Adriana: you know ww are inlove now

[6/03/2015 7:13:47 PM] Adriana: i love you even if you dont have money

[6/03/2015 7:13:53 PM] Adriana: i promise to be here for you always

[6/03/2015 7:14:21 PM] Adriana: but i wish to be with you?

[6/03/2015 7:14:54 PM] Adriana: i think that is they way we need to find so i can fly with you there

[6/03/2015 7:15:16 PM] Adriana: but since there is no money i think i need to work hard and get money to fly to you?

[6/03/2015 7:19:35 PM] Me: Please don't get my hopes up. I would be in heaven if that could happen, I would be in heaven knowing that someone so far out of my reach could even consider being in love with me. I don't believe in miracles and this would be the most amazing miracle. My family would not believe it if you could be here with me. I dream of such things happening, and whenever I write something like this, my detractors yell at me that these things never happen in anything other than Mills and Boon novels..

[6/03/2015 7:20:23 PM] Adriana: lol]

[6/03/2015 7:20:44 PM] Adriana: honey so can you be able to take care of my travel cost so i can fly to you

[6/03/2015 7:20:46 PM] Adriana:?

[6/03/2015 7:20:47 PM] Adriana:?

[6/03/2015 7:21:43 PM] Me: If I can't help with your laptop, what makes you think that I can help with your fare, not even one way.

[6/03/2015 7:23:27 PM] Adriana: but maybe you can borrow some money for me all you can go for loan and help me to come there,because i cant wait to be with you,and i need to feel how your test.

[6/03/2015 7:23:38 PM] Adriana: so think about it

[6/03/2015 7:26:13 PM] Me: There is no way that I can get a loan. My credit record is beyond redemption. If your love for me is based on my financial ability to help you then I feel that I am about to be disappointed yet again.

[6/03/2015 7:26:43 PM] Adriana: hmmm

[6/03/2015 7:27:06 PM | Edited 7:27:09 PM] Adriana: that is not problem okay

[6/03/2015 7:27:23 PM] Adriana: i know one day God will make a way for us

[6/03/2015 7:32:19 PM] Me: I would love to think that God would grant that wish, it fits into the miracle category. While I believe in God, it would be stretching things if He granted a wish for us to be happy when there are so many people in this world who have a greater need for His blessing than I do. I can only hope that he looks more kindly on you. I could really love you, I can feel you holding me. loving me. I can only hope that feeling will one day come about.

[6/03/2015 7:33:09 PM] Adriana: i know dear?

[6/03/2015 7:33:18 PM] Adriana: so what is the time there now

[6/03/2015 7:33:36 PM] Me: 7:33pm

[6/03/2015 7:33:45 PM] Adriana: oh okay

[6/03/2015 7:33:58 PM] Adriana: and what are your plans for the rest of the day?

[6/03/2015 7:36:42 PM] Me: In about an hour I let my dogs in and we sit on my crappy old, it doesn't matter if they scratch it, sofa, and go to sleep watching TV until 10:00 when they go to bed. This is a routine that they are used to and I don't want to change it now. I have had them since they were 12 weeks old and they are almost 9 and have seen me through some really down times.

[6/03/2015 7:37:25 PM] Adriana: i see dear

[6/03/2015 7:37:35 PM | Edited 7:37:37 PM] Adriana: i wish i was there with you

[6/03/2015 7:38:41 PM] Me: You wish? I would love it if you were, do you like dogs?

[6/03/2015 7:39:11 PM] Adriana: of course i like dogs

[6/03/2015 7:42:48 PM] Me: What are your plans for the rest of the day?

[6/03/2015 7:42:57 PM] Adriana: Honey so when have you plan for both of us to stay together as am tired of typing to you akwats

[6/03/2015 7:45:35 PM] Me: I too am tired of typing, as for when we can be together, that's very much in the lap of the gods. I don't know.

[6/03/2015 7:47:24 PM] Adriana: Oh i see...So when will you let us dicuss about the travel

[6/03/2015 7:47:49 PM] Adriana: i mean when will u let us discuss about how i will be there with you as am serious

[6/03/2015 7:47:56 PM] Adriana: Hold my hand and I'll take you there, somehow, someday, somewhere."

[6/03/2015 7:53:25 PM] Me: Good God quoting West Side Story. You never cease to amaze me. with you holding my hand I could be anywhere. But I am here and you are there I know that when I feel your touch it is my imagination, my dream. Reality has a habit of mucking things up.

[6/03/2015 7:54:46 PM] Adriana: Oh wow am very glad to hear that

[6/03/2015 7:58:17 PM] Me: one day my dear, if it is meant to be it will be, I would like to hang onto that and hope that my dreams really will come true. As long as they are your dreams that is. If my dreams aren't yours that would be really sleazy.

[6/03/2015 7:59:29 PM] Adriana: oh well i cant wait for that to happen so how much do u take as your salary and when??

[6/03/2015 8:00:59 PM] Me: Nowhere near enough to continue dreaming about you, unless that is people suddenly buy my books, all that work will be worth it then.

[6/03/2015 8:01:48 PM] Adriana: So when will u get your Salary and how much if i may ask

[6/03/2015 8:01:49 PM] Adriana:??

[6/03/2015 8:03:16 PM] Me: Next week and half of it goes in rent. I have to pay my phone bill out of it as well so you see, there is not a lot of hope that our dreams will come true, unless a miracle happens.

[6/03/2015 8:04:33 PM | Edited 8:04:39 PM] Adriana: So after you finish paying all the Bills how much will left then

[6/03/2015 8:06:25 PM] Me: a couple of hundred dollars to buy food and fuel for my car. There is no public transport where I live and I have to drive everywhere. I try to limit my trips but it is a 35 kilometre round trip to the nearest town.

[6/03/2015 8:07:35 PM] Adriana: Oh i see...So if i may ask how much will you try to send or help me to repair my laptop

[6/03/2015 8:07:52 PM] Adriana: Otherwise i will loose you when the laptop got down

[6/03/2015 8:12:31 PM] Me: I can send you nothing, my bank account is at present empty. This talk of money is very depressing to me. I realise that I am a failure in your eyes because I cannot help you in any way financially. I am going to leave you now to get myself a glass of wine and try to forget all about this. If you really love me, and I can hope, dream, impossible as that seems about now, you would accept me for what I am and not get your hopes up. If you love me as you say that you do, call me tomorrow morning, my time that will be in about 13 hours. If I do not hear from you I will know that my love for you is for nothing

[6/03/2015 8:12:33 PM] *** Call ended, duration 1:26:51 ***

[6/03/2015 8:12:51 PM] *** Call from Adriana ***

[6/03/2015 8:14:28 PM] Me: Are you there?

[6/03/2015 8:14:52 PM] Adriana: Yes am here

[6/03/2015 8:15:05 PM] Adriana: and just reading what you wrote to me baby so just relax

[6/03/2015 8:16:42 PM] Adriana: Okay i will be surely call you tomorrow morning your time or send you mail as you wish okay

[6/03/2015 8:19:50 PM] Me: Thank you for that. For someone who writes erotic romance stories where love conquers all, my personal track record sucks big time. I always fall in love with women who are way out of my league. It is only in my dreams that I can see a future with you. If you love me, hope that my dreams become a reality. I love you.

[6/03/2015 8:23:48 PM] Me: If my track record holds true, I will wake up and find that the beautiful woman that I have seen all too briefly on my screen,, and who's pictures you sent me, is not you at all, and I have been the victim of an enormous scam that people have warned me about

(Let's see how she reacts to that)

[6/03/2015 8:23:50 PM] *** Call ended, duration 10:59 ***

[6/03/2015 8:31:59 PM] Adriana: who scam you dear

[6/03/2015 8:32:25 PM] Adriana: What do you mean by Scam???

[6/03/2015 8:34:25 PM] *** Missed call from Adriana. ***

[6/03/2015 8:34:25 PM] *** Call ended ***

[7/03/2015 8:22:43 AM] Adriana: hi

[7/03/2015 8:46:20 AM] Me: Hi my dear, how are you? I'm just back from the beach and I'll have to go out soon to buy the bits I need for the plumbing job I have to do. What have you been doing? I want to know more about you and what you do when you are not talking to me. I also want to see you again, if that is possible, it does my eyes and heart good to see you and your wonderful, perfect body.

[7/03/2015 8:47:32 AM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[7/03/2015 8:47:32 AM] *** Call ended ***

[7/03/2015 11:54:14 AM] Adriana: Yes am always here just because of you and i dont do any thing just thinking about you

[7/03/2015 12:00:26 PM] Me: Hi my dear, just back from doing the plumbing job. Yes, I also spend a lot of time thinking about you, dreaming about you, wanting the impossible, being with you, holding you.

[7/03/2015 12:01:10 PM] Adriana: Oh it seem am getting horny when i hear that thanks you and Sounds sweet for me

[7/03/2015 12:03:07 PM] Me: Horny? don't speak to me of horny. I am a normal red blooded male, and just seeing you is enough. I would love to see you again, photos are great but the real thing if only on my computer screen is so much better.

[7/03/2015 12:05:39 PM] Adriana: So if i was there with you now then kissing your cock and touching you slowly so you mean u wont get Horny then

[7/03/2015 12:08:56 PM] Me: If that were at all possible I would be so horny that you would have to fight me off. I would start at the top with your lips and work down, pausing for a while to lavish kisses on your impossibly wonderful boobs, before heading south to your pussy. There I would lavish more of my attention on you to prepare you for what is to come.

[7/03/2015 12:11:18 PM] Adriana: I see...So how is the weather over there and did you dream about me last Night???

(What? Not turned on by my smooth talk, how can this be?)




Scamming the Scammer



[7/03/2015 12:13:14 PM] Me: The weather is fine and sunny, not too hot and yes I did dream about you and it made me hard.

[7/03/2015 12:13:33 PM] Adriana: Hahaha Really..

[7/03/2015 12:14:55 PM] Me: Yeah really. Not something that has happened of late, and it almost caught me by surprise, I'd just about given up on him, he wasn't dead, just asleep.

[7/03/2015 12:15:45 PM] Adriana: Oh wow...anyway the weather over here is Warm and Cold as its night over Here

[7/03/2015 12:17:14 PM] Me: The perfect time to be in bed with the one you love, Oh well, I'll just have to sit here in front of my computer, typing with one hand because the other one is otherwise occupied right now.

[7/03/2015 12:18:35 PM] Adriana: Hahahha Sounds good

[7/03/2015 12:24:33 PM] Me: I'd like to think that you are having a similar reaction as I am, that you are touching yourself down there thinking of what it would feel like if I was there.

[7/03/2015 12:25:09 PM] Adriana: Yes baby

[7/03/2015 12:30:04 PM] Me: I am going to have to stop this or I'll have a mess to clean up. I thought that I was too old for this, I feel like a young kid reading his father's dirty magazines and dreaming of what it will be like when he does it for the first time with a girl. I know what if feels like, I can remember back that far and it is a memory that I am experiencing all over again. See what you do to me.

[7/03/2015 4:19:00 PM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[7/03/2015 4:19:00 PM] *** Call ended ***

[7/03/2015 4:20:41 PM] Me: I think I must have scared you off. There I was getting all excited and you go off-line. Oh well, you lose some and you lose some. Such is the story of my life. So sad.

[7/03/2015 7:36:12 PM] Adriana: I am sorry baby am here

[7/03/2015 8:00:46 PM] *** Missed call from Adriana. ***

[7/03/2015 8:00:46 PM] *** Call ended ***

[7/03/2015 10:23:07 PM] Me: You are here when I am not, this sucks, I needed to talk to you, I still need to talk to you, so when can we do this?

[7/03/2015 10:23:48 PM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[7/03/2015 10:23:48 PM] *** Call ended ***

[7/03/2015 10:36:58 PM] Adriana: hello

[7/03/2015 10:37:42 PM] Me: Hi Honey, how are you?

[7/03/2015 10:37:58 PM] Adriana: pick the call i wnat to see you dear

[7/03/2015 10:38:05 PM] *** Call from Adriana ***

[7/03/2015 10:38:33 PM] Me: I want to see you too.

[7/03/2015 10:39:00 PM] Adriana: honey am very sorry there is something seriou si want to discuss with you

[7/03/2015 10:39:14 PM] Adriana: because i can see you are real man and you are ready to have a woman in you life

[7/03/2015 10:39:25 PM] Me: Oh Oh, I don't like the sound of this.

[7/03/2015 10:39:40 PM] Adriana: i know the reason why if i ask you money you dont want to help me

[7/03/2015 10:39:47 PM] Adriana: all because you have been scam

[7/03/2015 10:41:13 PM] Me: I can't help you, not that I don't want to help you. The truth is that I would love to help, but I don't have the money to help you.

[7/03/2015 10:41:38 PM] Adriana: my dearis a lie

[7/03/2015 10:41:41 PM] Adriana: you can help me

[7/03/2015 10:41:50 PM] Adriana: if only you clam to love me

[7/03/2015 10:41:58 PM] Adriana: because i dont know why you cant help me

[7/03/2015 10:44:37 PM] Me: I am not lying to you. I have the princely sum of $1.10 in my bank account at the moment, and there is no way that I can access enough money to help you. You must believe that. It is not that I don't love you, or that I don't love you enough to help you. I simply can't, and do you realise how powerless that makes me feel?

[7/03/2015 10:47:34 PM] Adriana: i want to tell you any truth about me and see if you are intrested and we can move on and you find away to help me

[7/03/2015 10:49:39 PM] Me: I want to know all that there is to know about you, like what things you love, what turns you on, tell me everything. I want to be able to know the beautiful woman inside the beautiful body

[7/03/2015 10:54:35 PM] Me: Are you still there?

[7/03/2015 10:56:16 PM] Adriana: am here

[7/03/2015 10:57:35 PM] Me: Tell me about you, so that I can know the woman I love

[7/03/2015 10:58:19 PM] Adriana: i know dera but i want to know if you are really sure to help me to fly to you

[7/03/2015 11:01:15 PM] Me: In my heart I am sure, in my head I am not so sure. I need to know more about you so that my heart can convince my head that I want this so much, that I am going to be able to help you, and that I can get to see you in the flesh, and hold you in my arms. My heart knows this but my head doesn't yet. help me, please

[7/03/2015 11:02:00 PM] Adriana: my dear tell me who scam you

[7/03/2015 11:04:39 PM] Me: I have not been scammed myself, (that's a lie. I'm in the middle of being scammed) but the authorities here in Australia are constantly warning us about entering into a relationship with someone over the Internet only to have the other person ask for money from them. You can see why my head is unsure, can't you.

[7/03/2015 11:06:31 PM] Adriana: yes dear i can see and why did you told me am not the one on this picture

[7/03/2015 11:10:33 PM] Me: I didn't tell you that you weren't the one in the picture. I said that I was afraid that I would wake up from my dream of you to find that you weren't the person in the picture. I love your pictures, I loved it when I saw you on my computer, even though I couldn't hear you to speak with. Please tell me that I am not going to wake up and find that the pictures aren't the real you.

[7/03/2015 11:11:35 PM] Adriana: darling what show am not the person in the pictures

[7/03/2015 11:13:52 PM] Me: I don't know how you can show me that you are the real person in the pictures. I just think to myself that I can't believe that someone as absolutely gorgeous could be interested in me. Have you any more pictures to show me?

[7/03/2015 11:15:01 PM] Adriana: i have but since you dont belive am the in the pictures and also you are not really to help me how can i always be here to chat with you,while i can find someont to love me and help me too and trust me

[7/03/2015 11:18:08 PM] Me: I do trust you, I was asking because I want to see more of you, selfish I know, but that's me. I do want to help you but my present circumstances prevent that. If you feel that you can do better elsewhere, then I will have to face the fact that your love for me is not strong, and wish you well.

[7/03/2015 11:20:27 PM] *** Call ended, duration 42:22 ***

[7/03/2015 11:21:58 PM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[7/03/2015 11:21:58 PM] *** Call ended ***

[7/03/2015 11:24:42 PM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[7/03/2015 11:24:42 PM] *** Call ended ***

[7/03/2015 11:33:44 PM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[7/03/2015 11:33:44 PM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 5:43:26 AM] *** Missed call from Adriana. ***

[8/03/2015 5:43:26 AM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 6:54:44 AM] Me: I am in despair here my love, I tried 3 times to call you back last night but the connection was lost, so I went to bed (unlike you I need my beauty sleep) only to find when I got up this morning that you called .

[8/03/2015 7:42:06 AM] Adriana: okay

[8/03/2015 8:45:20 AM] Me: My dear, I have been thinking about you and me, and I may have a plan. Will you call me?

[8/03/2015 10:04:40 AM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[8/03/2015 10:04:40 AM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 11:38:46 AM] Adriana: am here now dear

[8/03/2015 11:39:02 AM] *** Call from Adriana ***

[8/03/2015 11:40:46 AM] Me: I'd begun to think that you didn't want to talk to me any more. I know that sounds defeatist, but I really don't have a lot of self confidence when it comes to talking to women.

[8/03/2015 11:41:29 AM] Adriana: my dear am always here for you just that i was not online thus why,anyway how are you and how was your day?

[8/03/2015 11:43:01 AM] Me: My day has been down thinking that you don't want to speak to me any more, but your

[8/03/2015 11:43:44 AM] Me: You are here now and I feel much better. Imagine what it would be like if we could be together.

[8/03/2015 11:44:54 AM] Adriana: yes dear does what i always think about

[8/03/2015 11:45:17 AM] Adriana: but since you donet have money i think i need to ask for a trip and work hard and get money and fly to you?

[8/03/2015 11:48:02 AM] *** Call ended, duration 09:00 ***

[8/03/2015 11:48:08 AM] Me: I have been thinking. 5 years ago I went to England to research my family history. I paid for it myself, that was when I could afford to. My brothers want to know more about the family so I am going to talk to them to see if they would pay my expenses to go over again. If they are prepared to do that I could get to see you in the flesh and maybe help you with your laptop. What do you think?

[8/03/2015 11:48:41 AM] *** Call to Adriana ***

[8/03/2015 11:49:31 AM] Adriana: i will be very gald if you can help me

[8/03/2015 11:50:26 AM] Adriana: but dear i need to fly for a job so i will also support and see what next

[8/03/2015 11:51:31 AM] Me: You are flying for a job, does that mean that you are going away to somewhere and won't be able to speak to me?

[8/03/2015 11:51:52 AM] Adriana: no dear we can still chat?

[8/03/2015 11:53:10 AM] Adriana: i will fly for 1 month so i will also get some extra mney to support us because it very hard for me this time

[8/03/2015 11:56:33 AM] Me: You will fly for one month? Where will you go? I am thinking that you are going away from me just when I'm getting to know you better and my love for you is getting stronger, I was afraid that I would be losing you.

[8/03/2015 11:57:23 AM] Adriana: my dear my boss told me to fly to wast african,for my work

[8/03/2015 11:57:34 AM] Adriana: do you know my work

[8/03/2015 11:59:31 AM] Me: I am afraid. I have heard about the Ebola outbreak there and wouldn't want you to catch that and die. Also there is political unrest with people getting killed and kidnapped. I am afraid for you.

[8/03/2015 12:01:07 PM] Adriana: yes baby i know but remember my work is sending me there so they will take care of me and help me to find a better place to sleep?

[8/03/2015 12:01:36 PM] Me: What is your work?

[8/03/2015 12:02:53 PM] Adriana: oh babe so you dont know my job

[8/03/2015 12:03:08 PM] Adriana: i can see you dont listent to what i always told

[8/03/2015 12:03:11 PM] Adriana: you?

[8/03/2015 12:04:39 PM] Me: I'm sorry, after I typed that I remembered that you told me that you were a secretary. So that means that you will probably stay in a large town or city an be away fro all of the troubles and disease. I feel a little better now.

[8/03/2015 12:05:15 PM] Adriana: i work for UNICEF remember

[8/03/2015 12:06:21 PM] Me: You didn't tell me who you worked for, just that you were a secretary. I feel even better knowing that you work for something as important as UNICEF.

[8/03/2015 12:06:59 PM] Adriana: yes babe that is my work

[8/03/2015 12:07:16 PM] Adriana: but i start it for just few years

[8/03/2015 12:07:20 PM] Adriana: and this is my first travel

[8/03/2015 12:09:15 PM] Me: I wished that I could have had a job where I could travel. In my last job I would take important people to and from the airport, and they were travelling overseas. I was envious of them, but what could I do?

[8/03/2015 12:10:40 PM] Adriana: i see

[8/03/2015 12:11:09 PM] Adriana: honey promise to have time and always be with me untill we get money to get together

[8/03/2015 12:13:29 PM] Me: I promise to be here for you. I get a kick out of being able to speak to you, even though it is typed messages and not being able to see you or speak with you, it is better than the nothing I had before, my dear you have made me live again, and I thank you for that.

[8/03/2015 12:14:55 PM] Adriana: honey no probelm am always here for you

[8/03/2015 12:15:03 PM] Adriana: all i need from you is for you to trust me

[8/03/2015 12:16:56 PM] Me: Of course my love, I trust you. I wouldn't be in love with you if I didn't trust you.

[8/03/2015 12:17:22 PM] Adriana: yes and i belive in you

[8/03/2015 12:17:58 PM] Adriana: and also i want to share my feeling with you one day?

[8/03/2015 12:19:38 PM] Me: I would love to share feelings with you. Please promise me that you won't fall in love with some hunk while you are away.

[8/03/2015 12:20:00 PM] Adriana: i promise you dear

[8/03/2015 12:20:09 PM] Adriana: but one thing am thinking about is my computer

[8/03/2015 12:20:46 PM] Adriana: i cant pack does cumputer to fly away,i need to get laptop so i can use to travel

(But she had told me before that she wanted money to fix her laptop, now she has a computer??)

[8/03/2015 12:25:42 PM] Me: When I said that I would speak to my brothers, I meant that I would have to tell them that I was going to London to research the family. I cannot tell them that I am going over there to be with a very beautiful young lady that I met on Skype. They are very strict people and would not approve of that. One of my brothers is very sick and I would have to convince his wife and I know that she would not approve of giving me money for this purpose. My other brother is very tight with his money and he would also not approve. My dear, what can I do? I would love to be able to help you.

[8/03/2015 12:26:43 PM] Adriana: baby then i think you need to borrow money for me

[8/03/2015 12:29:32 PM] Me: Oh my darling, I am crying from frustration knowing that I desperately want to help you and that I can't .My bank will not lend me money and I have nowhere else to go. I am so sad right now, so very sad.

[8/03/2015 12:30:07 PM] Adriana: hmmm dear

[8/03/2015 12:30:12 PM] Adriana: so what should we do now

[8/03/2015 12:33:08 PM] Me: I don't know, truly I just don't know. I want so much to help you, I want so much to be with you, to love you properly, to make love to you. But my darling, the more that I think about it the sadder I get, and I do not like to be sad, I have been sad before, and it sucks big time.,

[8/03/2015 12:33:56 PM] Adriana: i see dear

[8/03/2015 12:33:59 PM] Adriana: dont be sad

[8/03/2015 12:34:02 PM] Adriana: we will make it one day

[8/03/2015 12:35:11 PM] Me: I just hope that I'm not too old and too tired when that time comes.

[8/03/2015 12:35:52 PM] Adriana: honey hmm that will be the problem

[8/03/2015 12:36:34 PM] Adriana: but better time will come

[8/03/2015 12:36:46 PM] Adriana: you know i love you and i will always be here for you?

[8/03/2015 12:38:10 PM] Me: My darling, you will have to believe me when I tell you that I feel so strongly for you that right now this would not be a problem. This is what you have done for me. I won't say that you have woken a raging giant, but it is adequate to the occasion, and I am sure that we will both be satisfied.

[8/03/2015 12:39:58 PM] Adriana: hmm dear

[8/03/2015 12:40:30 PM] Me: You don't sound so sure.

[8/03/2015 12:41:41 PM] Adriana: am sure

[8/03/2015 12:44:03 PM] Me: My ex wife told me when we divorced that the sex was good. For her it was, for me not so good. I was able to sexually satisfy her when my heart wasn't in it, so think of what it would be like if my heart was in it, as I'm sure it would be with you, my love.

[8/03/2015 12:45:16 PM] Adriana: honey i know

[8/03/2015 12:45:26 PM] Adriana: so how will you try and get some money

(Back on the subject of money, eh?)

[8/03/2015 12:48:42 PM] Me: I don't know, my love. I suppose that I could sell my body to lonely old women, there are a lot of retirement villages around here, maybe this could be a new career opportunity for me. What do you think?

[8/03/2015 12:49:19 PM] Adriana: lol

[8/03/2015 12:49:32 PM] Adriana: honey what do you think aout your house

[8/03/2015 12:54:12 PM] Me: I can't think about my house. I lost that in the divorce, both times. You'd think that I would learn wouldn't you, but I loved and trusted these women, the last one told me that because it was my money that paid for the house she wouldn't ask for it in the settlement, and then she changed her mind. So you see my dear, I have to rent a house. That's what really pisses me off, if I still had a house I wouldn't think twice about borrowing money against it to help you out. And now my dear, I am sad again. I was happy thinking about you and making love to you, and now I'm sad.

[8/03/2015 12:55:12 PM] Adriana: hmmm

[8/03/2015 12:55:17 PM] Adriana: so what should we do now

[8/03/2015 12:58:45 PM] Me: I don't know about you but I'm going to go for a long walk along the beach to try to walk off my sadness. I won't even take my dogs with me because I don't want them to see me sad. My computer will be still on, so my darling, if you feel like sending me a message that will lift my spirits while I am gone, I would be most appreciative, So for the time being my love, take care and I love you.

[8/03/2015 12:59:51 PM] Adriana: okay

[8/03/2015 1:01:20 PM] *** Call ended, duration 1:12:34 ***

[8/03/2015 4:38:01 PM] Adriana: hi

[8/03/2015 4:39:10 PM] *** Missed call from Adriana. ***

[8/03/2015 4:39:10 PM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 6:07:33 PM] Me: Hi Honey, I have been for my long walk, the wind and the salt spray really helps to clear the mind. Then I came back and took the dogs for their walk, so I'm pretty much walked out. I must have walked twenty kilometres, at least it seemed that far. I have come to realise that I really do miss the company of a good woman. Are you the one for me? Please tell me that you are, and that my dreams are not for nothing.

[8/03/2015 6:08:34 PM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[8/03/2015 6:10:05 PM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 6:30:46 PM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[8/03/2015 6:31:01 PM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 6:32:49 PM] Me: Hi Honey, I've called twice in the last half hour and got your busy signal. My mind has immediately told me that you are talking to another man an have already forgotten me. Please tell me that I'm crazy.

[8/03/2015 8:12:00 PM] Adriana: hi

[8/03/2015 8:14:05 PM] *** Missed call from Adriana. ***

[8/03/2015 8:14:05 PM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 8:21:53 PM] *** Missed call from Adriana. ***

[8/03/2015 8:21:53 PM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 10:56:18 PM] Me: Hi Honey, you are back on line.

[8/03/2015 10:56:31 PM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[8/03/2015 10:56:57 PM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 11:01:11 PM] Me: You are back on line and straight away I get your busy signal. I'm sorry that I missed your calls earlier but I was away from my computer cooking up stuff for the next few days.

[8/03/2015 11:02:09 PM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[8/03/2015 11:03:01 PM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 11:12:21 PM] Adriana: hello dear

[8/03/2015 11:12:47 PM] *** Call from Adriana ***

[8/03/2015 11:13:05 PM] Adriana: baby where have you been

[8/03/2015 11:13:57 PM] Me: Yay, you are on line, how are you, we haven't spoken much today and it's probably my fault for not being here when you rang, I'm sorry

[8/03/2015 11:14:45 PM] Adriana: oh okay dear

[8/03/2015 11:14:53 PM] Adriana: anyway how are you and how is the weather there today

[8/03/2015 11:14:55 PM] *** Call ended, duration 02:07 ***

[8/03/2015 11:16:06 PM] Me: I am fine, it is after 11:00pm and getting cool at last

[8/03/2015 11:16:14 PM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[8/03/2015 11:16:41 PM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 11:17:53 PM] Adriana: i see dear

[8/03/2015 11:17:58 PM] Adriana: how was your day and your day?

[8/03/2015 11:18:04 PM] Me: What is happening? The call dropped out and when I tried to reconnect I got your busy signal again.

[8/03/2015 11:18:26 PM] Adriana: yes let chat




Scamming the Scammer



[8/03/2015 11:18:27 PM] Adriana: okay

[8/03/2015 11:19:30 PM] Me: Great!! How was your day? I suppose that your day is only half over while mine is almost done. What did you do so far?

[8/03/2015 11:22:02 PM] Me: Are you still there?

[8/03/2015 11:23:49 PM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[8/03/2015 11:24:49 PM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 11:29:02 PM] *** Call to Adriana, no answer. ***

[8/03/2015 11:29:13 PM] *** Call ended ***

[8/03/2015 11:30:26 PM] Me: Oh well, I guess that you don't want to chat with me. I will try again tomorrow.

[8/03/2015 11:32:39 PM] Adriana: brb

[8/03/2015 11:37:30 PM] Adriana: hello am back

[8/03/2015 11:38:56 PM] Me: I was just about to go to bed, just checking my emails, nothing of interest there. How are you, you keep asking me that but don't tell me how you are. I would like to know what you do and more about you.

[8/03/2015 11:39:37 PM] Adriana: my dear am here thinking about me

[8/03/2015 11:40:24 PM] Me: I am thinking about you too, thinking about us.

[8/03/2015 11:43:05 PM] Adriana: yes dear we need tp fidn away and meet soon

[8/03/2015 11:45:45 PM] Me: My love there is nothing that I would like more than to meet with you, just to feast my eyes on you in the flesh and to maybe hold you in my arms. This is part of my dreams of you. The other part is more along the lines of loving.

[8/03/2015 11:46:54 PM] Adriana: so how can we plan and get together

[8/03/2015 11:49:25 PM] Me: My darling, I don't know. I have tried to find a way but I haven't been able to come up with a solution. My brother made noises about interest rates affecting his retirement funds and him not having money to pay for me to go over to London, so I don't think that will happen.

[8/03/2015 11:49:49 PM] Adriana: hmmm

[8/03/2015 11:52:07 PM] Me: I actually bought a lottery ticket in the hope of winning money, and I did. When I took the cost of the ticket out I had won 60 cents. Better than nothing I suppose, at least I didn't lose money

[8/03/2015 11:52:54 PM] Adriana: lol

[8/03/2015 11:56:00 PM] Me: I am getting depressed at not being able to find a way of being with you. I want this so much my love that it hurts. I dream of you constantly to the point that the story that I started to write the other day just isn't happening. My mind is elsewhere, it is thinking of you.

[8/03/2015 11:56:42 PM] Adriana: hmmm

[8/03/2015 11:59:30 PM] Me: You still haven't told me what you have been doing today. Here I am pouring my misery out on you, you must think that I'm a miserable old fart, and you'd probably be right at present. So I want to hear about the fun things that you've been doing.

[9/03/2015 12:00:12 AM] Adriana: honey i always not in the mood to think about something fun

[9/03/2015 12:01:02 AM] Me: Why my love? Why aren't you in the mood to think about fun things?

[9/03/2015 12:01:35 AM] Adriana: because i dont know why beautifull woman like me cant find a right man who can support me or take care of me

[9/03/2015 12:05:07 AM] Me: I know how you feel my love, I know that when it comes to supporting you I am a failure. The best that I can hope for is that my books sell, and then I will not only be able to support you, but I will be willing to do that. I have worked hard over several years on these books and I will be devastated if they don't sell. It will mean that I will miss out on the opportunity to make you happy and me as well. Just like I see us in my dreams.

[9/03/2015 12:06:44 AM] Adriana: hmmm

[9/03/2015 12:07:00 AM] Adriana: baby you go to bed is late and we will talk more tomorrow

[9/03/2015 12:07:15 AM] Adriana: remember i love you

[9/03/2015 12:09:15 AM] Me: And I love you. In my short stories love conquers all, I just wish it happened that way in real life. I will fall asleep dreaming of you and wake still dreaming of you. Good night my love. xxx

[9/03/2015 9:30:09 AM] Me: Adriana, my darling, what can I say. I am hurt beyond imagining by you. You asked me to trust you and I did, You told me that you loved me and I believed you because I wanted so much to believe in the truth of that. But I now find that I have been deceived by you. I began to have doubts early on when you replayed the same video that you used in your initial contact, so I thought that I would go along with you to see how far it would go. The photographs that you sent me, if they are really of you, were not of a secretary from London at all, but a Canadian porn star named 'Sweet Krissy'. Even those magnificent breasts were 'enhanced' and not real. How could you do this to a fellow human being? how could you play on my emotions like that? 

I have informed the relevant authorities in this country (ACCC), who were already aware of your operations and email address.

[9/03/2015 10:46:14 AM] *** Me: blocked Adriana ***

It really wasn't hard to find the information. Using an Image Match programme, I immediately found who "Sweet Krissy' was, and watched several not very good videos of her 'teasing' with her tits. She has an impressive number of photos on her website, not that I checked them out. And the email address attached to the person operating the scam was identical to that given by Adriana.

For this scam to work, the victim has to be kept off balance with protestations of love to prevent the victim from investigating. The demands for money, in this case, came fairly early on. With some scammers, you are sucked in but it is months before the monetary demands begin. In my case she told me that it didn't matter that I didn't have money, but in the next breath (or typed message) she was hassling me about coming up with the money for her to travel to Australia. This type of scam usually involves the victim sending money for fares only to find the perpetrator doesn't arrive. 

The golden rule in this type of 'relationship' is that no matter how much you actually think that you love this person, you never, ever send money, and sure as hell don't use a wire transfer agency.

This has been a faithful transcription of the exchange between myself and this person. If I thought that this would be the end of it I was wrong. A couple of days later I received yet another request from an Adriana from London. In an effort to see if this was the same person I accepted the request. She must have realised her mistake, because right from the very first contact (it was 'Hi' and nothing else) she has hidden behind being 'away' from her computer so that I couldn't contact her. So I guess that I will never know for sure if it is her or not. Whatever the outcome, my response will be the same. I have no money to give to her. CM