AMBER – ‘Go West Young Girl’ 1AMBER AMUSES AND ATTRACTS PROFESSOR POET-PETER, COMING FOR HIM TO HIS WESTERPARKAmber and I agree on an interesting idea of writing an interactive seductive series about our first ever meeting in real. Amber gives in to the proposal of Prof. Poet Peter of the ‘Experimental Erotics International Institute’, after he assures her he will take the lead and write the opening installment. My dear readers can consume it from the following paragraphs. Attractive Amber is an as intriguing as impressive match with me, as she scores almost exactly the same on the bdsm-test, which many members into that rich realm take here and publish prominently in their public private profiles. Amber is about as dominant as I am. Amber is also intelligent, so she knows both have to give in a bit, if we want to meet half-way somewhere, for our first face to face conversation. Amber is more mobile, so she takes first step and agrees to meet Pete at his favourite terrace in his nearby Westerpark.Amber is awesomely atrractive: as young as yummy and a pretty profile at our sex-site. As any other girl around twenty, she seems to spend most time on-line answering the daily tsunami of friend’s requests. Surely they all hardly have an idea whom their thousands of friends bahis firmaları are. Our Amber has here six ‘packs’ of those thousand ‘stamps’ each. We wonder whether she will write with five more of them, apart of me?Amber arrives on her shiny scooter, sporting a large smile. Her mouth is big and her lips are long, so that’s a wide smile for a small girl. Self-confident in facial expression and style of clothing, matching the warm weather. Tight white T-shirt as top, above a skimpy tennis skirt, matching socks and sport shoes. Amber parks nearby. Takes off her helmet, waves a hand-kiss in my direction, before she shifts her sunglasses up to park them in her hair.I get up to welcome her with an elegant hand-kiss and offer her the chair with best view from the four at our table. “Enjoy the sunshine as long as it lasts, love. Another hour before it sets. Is white wine a good guess for first round?”I act as nonchalant cool as Amber. I assume my eyes shine as strong as hers. They signal the underneath electrifying tension we’d built up in our chats over last two weeks. Something sexy seems prone to happen, although none of us has yet any idea what, nor at whom’s instigation.I inform her about the area around us, offering possibilities for our erotic entrtainment kaçak iddaa later in the evening and night. Right across the pedestrial streetwalk from our terrace is another one. Belongs to ‘Media Cafe’, where a daily talk-show is shot live. Hence those two guards in black suits at the door. People wanting to attend, have to register before. Later in the evening admittance is free, after the show is over.”I sometimes go for another round there, as it’s open one hour longer than this arthouse movie-theatre terrace. I was amazed one time, to notice the female host, Eva Jellinek, or what’s her name? Whom I only knew from pictures in the few newspapers I read. I got rid of my TV-set several decennia back… She’s in real much smaller and fatter, than I imagined. But she must have some sexy star-power, bigger than her butt. As I saw her walk off suddenly, with the most magnificient red-hot real redhead twice her heighth, not longer after! … Or was she perhaps pregnant? I’m not very well informed about the famous people popping up at the pedestrian here.” I shift my chair a bit in order to get a better frontal view of her long legs besides our table, before mentioning the other possibilities further Westward in the same street: “A brewery open late, an organic winery kaçak bahis opposite it, sometimes my friend Tony with his private music show at the public benches towards the end, where we have Pacific Park, entrance just around the corner. Their door is open till three in the night. Further westward are some less lighted spots, where perhaps lovers meet for a semi-public quickie in the bushes.”Amber nods at every place I mention, as if it’s clear that choice of next place is up to her. She glances down the alley at my gestures, but keeps mostly her eyes fixed at mine, which try to get a glimpse underneath her short skirt. I change the tone and wonder in a loudish whisper, “Whether she would be able to bring me a private pretty present, if she would retire for a moment to the ladies’ room?” Her trade-mark wide smile returns, while she shuffles a bit in her handbag, doing me a secret ‘Sharon Stone’, re-crossing her legs in the other direction. Wow, so hairy and hot!Amber throws a tight white-red-black tanga towards me. “I knew from the start, what would be your first private request. I am sure I am smelling sexy enough, to give you a painful hard-on for the rest of the night, after only one inhalation!” Amber versus Prof. PoPE 1-0, half-way first quarter of our match.All RIGHTS at Prof. Poet-PETER, ‘Experimental Erotics International Institute’, Amsterdam, Tue 22-05-18Second seductive intimate installment will be written by Amber, whever it pleases her to tell here our secrets.