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gotten much into the
leather scene. Most of the leather types I had met in the past
had been nothing more than bank clerks dressed up in leather
jackets and playacting. A definite turn-off as far as I was
concerned. When Chip had described his friend to me the night
before, this one sounded different, so I was looking forward to
meeting the guy and - if things worked out - seeing what he had
to offer.
We got a taxi easily at the hotel, and headed for
Georgetown. Along the way, since neither of us had eaten
dinner, we stopped for two pizzas to take with us. We drove
along what appeared to be a major parkway for a while, and then
Chip had to give the driver directions through Georgetown to his
friend's house. The house turned out to be a small, very
ordinary looking semidetached house along a very ordinary
looking street. I was a little disappointed. I do not know
what I had expected, but this didn't look like it. We paid the
driver, the cab left, and we walked up the walk to the front
door and rang the bell.
Unlike the house itself, the guy who answered the door WAS
everything I had expected - and more. He was about 6'2", a
little taller than me, and had th
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