Towards the end of the evening me and Jodie managed to have a dance, I felt so proud with her and loved dancing with Jodie. She looked so small and cute, I think she was wearing my pink tracksuit jacket; she looked so beautiful and gorgeous. It was about four when we finally left, but I was pleased to leave with her and know she was safe. I always felt as though the owners tried to keep her as long as possible, I felt immediate jealousy from their part when I was introduced to them from Jodie. Initially Jodie had told them she liked me and fancied me, soon after they both approached me and asked if I wanted to go back to theirs for a little slap and tickle, considering I had been there for over a year, this was the first time they had ever shown any sexual interest, so as you can imagine, alternative friendships were evident and I noticed the way they looked at her when she could not see, it was uncomfortable and they were all trouble makers, not a genuine soul was involved that night.

I remember once organizing with Jodie if she could pick me up from work, I asked her to come in and pick me up as I loved having her come in, I felt so proud of her, I felt like I’d won the jackpot and wanted everyone to see. I received a text saying she was outside in her car and she was not coming in under no circumstances. I couldn’t understand why, but later when I made my way to the car I knew something was up, we drove back to mine, only to reach the bedroom and off comes her clothes, she had driven and picked me up in nothing more than sexy underwear and some casual clothes on top.

I liked this girl she was adventurous and daring, whatever she lacked in confrontal confidence she made up for in imagination and private shows. There were of course rules in place, I was not allowed to touch her at all…it wasn’t long until my camera came out, I’m a photographer by trade after all…I have to get everything down on film.

Chapter eleven

Girls on film

I’m a really visual person and don’t miss a trick, my eyes will be covering every room that I walk in and everybody that I’m speaking to. When I talk to you, I am looking at your mouth, at your movements, I will be looking for lies, for lack of confidence for awkwardness, and if I like you, then I will look for what you are struggling with and step in and assist.