My name is Pete. I'm an older guy, 68, so know there is no chance to meet any couples or single woman for sex. Therefore I'm happy to be a voyeur or photographer. No luck there either😳 So imagine my delight when a new couple joined and the guy was offering a chance to meet his wife....for a fee. I've been ghosted and catfished so many times but I applied to this. Expecting a scam, but frustration and little brain overruled. Got chatting. She, I'm going to say she, wanted a meet straight away. This was at 2 am She would let me take XXX photos and play with herself while I watched and filmed. Prove you're a woman, I requested. A voice recording shot back, sure enough a woman's voice. Still nervous I ask for a selfie with my name on a card, not showing face. Sure enough, picture and another voice recording saying my name. Semi convinced I head over. 1 hour round trip but I've spent far more on a ultimately fruitless chat. I arrived at the postcode. Rang and she gave me the flat number. Brother will meet you by the locked security door and let you in. Pay him she told me. This was the part where my heart was pounding, but my little brain was in charge. 'Brother' was waiting. Upstairs top floor he informed me as he took my 70 quid. Feeling happier as I hadn't been mugged, I ventured up to the correct flat door. Locked, so I rang the number. No phone ringing from inside. Then got to the answerphone message. Fuck! I've been duped. Shows you how frustration and desire can override common sense and personal safety. Stupid, stupid Pete
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