Ryanmo97
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- May 18, 2010
Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.
Ryan was walking through the farmer's market getting some fresh fruit. He was dressed pretty casually, a blue polo shirt, shorts, and sneakers. Even though he could have the fruit delivered to his home. He preferred to get it himself. He was a self-made millionaire thanks to some good investments and knowing when to stay in and when to get out. He almost had everything a person could want. Except for someone to share it with.
He didn't like to go out to bars and clubs and he struck out many times on Internet dating and blind dates didn't work either. Things would be going good, then at some point during the relationship, the subject of sexual fantasies would come up. He tell her his sexual fantasy, he wanted a woman that he could completely control almost like a sex slave. He would have complete control of her life. Then, the woman he was dating would freak out and he'd never hear from them again. So, he just spent his time at home, maybe taking a trip once and awhile, but except for his friends... he was alone. As he was walking to his car with his stuff. A woman bumped into him...
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.
Ryan was walking through the farmer's market getting some fresh fruit. He was dressed pretty casually, a blue polo shirt, shorts, and sneakers. Even though he could have the fruit delivered to his home. He preferred to get it himself. He was a self-made millionaire thanks to some good investments and knowing when to stay in and when to get out. He almost had everything a person could want. Except for someone to share it with.
He didn't like to go out to bars and clubs and he struck out many times on Internet dating and blind dates didn't work either. Things would be going good, then at some point during the relationship, the subject of sexual fantasies would come up. He tell her his sexual fantasy, he wanted a woman that he could completely control almost like a sex slave. He would have complete control of her life. Then, the woman he was dating would freak out and he'd never hear from them again. So, he just spent his time at home, maybe taking a trip once and awhile, but except for his friends... he was alone. As he was walking to his car with his stuff. A woman bumped into him...