I'm making a new thread account I didn't want to high jack the
Daddy/Daughter Role Play ISO thread.
I told this story in another area of the board...
Since it is my story and a few have asked me for more detail I thought I would tell it here and ask for others to tell their stories too.
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This is not a true story, any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
I was maybe 6 months into the hobby and this site when I got a PM asking if I was interested in meeting with a UTR college girl.
I was reluctant at first but he gave me her number and I called her.
We spent quite a bit of time talking on the phone with her telling me that she was from KC and goes to school down in Springfield (Columbia).
she told me how when she comes to visit she likes to make a little extra cash on her way back.
Now because she has family here in KC she does not 'hobby' here but we sit up a meeting in Harrisonville at a Notel right off of the highway.
The little head had taken over in full force with the idea of spending a couple hours with a sweet sounding 22 year old college girl.
So it was on... so I hit the road and was running right on time, get to her incall and gave her a call,
she told me what door to park at and when i got out I was met at the door by this smoking hot spinner of a girl wearing this red lacy see through teddy bear.
Once I was inside and the door closed we gave each other a hug and that is when I noticed that she looked just vaguely familiar.
She walked over to the bed and sit down as I was taking off my jacket, I was about to place the envelope on to the dresser when she said the two words that still ring in my ears.
HOW'S JAMES*?
That is when it hit me like a ton of bricks why she looked so familiar... you see my son is JAMES* and this girl was his high school girlfriend.
My dick and balls shrunk and hide themselves so well that I might have passed as female that day.
Needless to say there was no hobbying activities... I left her part of the donation, even though she said that was not necessary, and ran out of there as fast as I could.
I still can not look at my son in the eyes when he brings her up... seems that even though they broke up sophomore year, they still keep in touch.
Now that I have more hobby experience, maybe I would be able to do her now.
hmmmm, what do you think, should I ask my son for her number.
*Name was changed to protect no one account this never happened.