After our abbreviated first encounter, I was excited to hook up with Leland again. But when that time arrived and I finally saw what he was working with, I had to think on my feet (and my knees) to make sure we were both satisfied.
Wayne was a self-professed "master of sex" who loved to show off his skills. I just wanted to get laid. When we met up, there were no sparks, but we were both determined to get what we needed. Would his masterful skills be able to trump our lack of chemistry?