Name: Brad Rivers<br/>Age:25<br/>http://media.bhs.co.uk/wcsstore/BHSUK/images/catalog/ECMC_BUNDLE_100004609_large.jpg (http://media.bhs.co.uk/wcsstore/BHSUK/images/catalog/ECMC_BUNDLE_100004609_large.jpg)<br/><br/>Brad Rivers glance at his watch, he was sitting inside the Goldie Lock's cafe that was very popular with many people in the city. It was early evening and he had just finished another workday at the courthouse. He was still dressed in his suit that he had wore that day to represent his client in the case. He had removed the tie and unbutton the top button of the dress shirt, for though he liked to dress up and look good, he prefer it casual dressy, and he hated ties, so he took it off whenever he could.<br/><br/>"Five minutes to six," he said to himself. Good, that means the person he meeting will be here any minute now. He thought back to their exchanges through the internet.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Rivers never found satisfaction in any of the vanilla relationships that he had before. Although the girls he dated were beautiful and charming, he was not able to find any of them satisfying his wants. He couldn't put his finger one what was missing, just that he knew that it didn't feel complete. During college, he had stumbled into some fetish websites while he had been surfing the net one day, taking a break from his studies. At first he thought it was just silly, but after looking through a few postings,and some pictures and videos, he felt himself growing my interested in the alternative lifestyle.<br/><br/>His busy school life didn't allow him much time to spend on the site. Between his studies, his club participation, and other extracurricular activities, he was only able to log on to the site for brief stints in the few years that he signed up as a member. But on this night, four years after he had graduated from school and had done well as a Criminal Attorney, he was able to spend more time roaming the sites. Most of them looked, while not uninteresting, was not appealing either. While browsing these sites, there always was a part of him, a voice in the back of his head, wondering why he even bothered, that was wasting his time. If he had wanted to, he could go out to any of the local clubs, and was pretty confident he find a date for the night there. Despite this knowledge, he kept looking through the site.<br/><br/>By chance, he stumbled onto a profile of an older woman. He noted that she was local, and that she was also on for the night. He had glanced at her profile while he started a chat with her, and without knowing it, soon lost track of time after talking to her for a bit. Before signing off for the night, he had propose that they meet in person to get acquainted better, and had invited her to try out Goldie Locks with him.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>So it was that that had led him to coming to the Goldie Lock's cafe after his work. He had managed to negotiate his Audi RS5 through the streets of city and had gotten there a bit earlier than he had intended. He took advantage of the extra time by going to the counter and ordering himself a latte and a slice of cake. He had polished off the cake quickly, and was slowly sipping away at the latte. Waiting for his acquaintance to make her appearance.