" but i know, he is right. I should have waited. I was quick to get angry. I should have waited. He nods and pats the bed for me to sit next to Him. ...'m completely deflated, all of the thrill of expectation has left me and I'm just left feeling hollow. He puts His arm around my shoulder and pulls me in closer. He puts His lips to my hairline and says softly into my hair, "baby, your a shitty submissive, you cant even wait a half an hour for me."I feel the tears prick my eyes. I don't want Him. This story is about how I started my journey as a male escort (not for financial reasons but only for fun & pleasure). There are lots of unsatisfied (not only for SEX but for many other pleasures of life, which they don’t get due to many reasons) ladies in our society, they need love, care & companionship. Before you form any opinion about them, let me tell you that majority of them are completely loyal and dedicated to their family; its only apathy of their spouse which compels for these. The display before me was exquisite. Her up-thrust buttocks were now encased in a pair of white cotton panties. Part of me was disappointed that they weren't her most innocent, schoolgirl pair. She had worn those last Saturday. On the other hand, this pair — only slightly more worldly — did a better job of lifting and separating her sweet young globes, and the leg holes rose a little more daringly to display the bare flesh of her under-bottom. The material was slightly ribbed, and it wedged. Two...Three......Twenty-eight...Somewhere around sixty-seven, Adrienne said quietly. "Get out."I picked my head up and gave her a pained look. I saw the tears streaking down Adrienne's cheeks and my instinct was to step forward and comfort her. But the moment I moved forward she held a hand up to stop me."I thought you were different, Ben. I thought I could trust you. I was falling in love with you. Don't you see, Ben? I would have given you my heart. But now I see that you're just another.