I gently laid her down and moved down to the foot of the bed. I tugged on her slip pulling it down past her legs. I took her shoes off and climbed u... onto the bed. I hooked my fingers under the waistband of her white, cotton, granny panties. I looked up to her face as I pulled her underwear off. She was staring straight up at the ceiling, breathing heavily. I got up off of the bed and started stripping off my own clothes. Gladys was still staring straight up, and was breathing quite hard. I. I took my cue and began to do the same. We walked back to the front door, she kissed me on the cheek and said good bye.That was the beginning of my two years as an amateur gigolo. It seemed that more & more girls were requesting my services. Of course, I never complained, nor did I ever talk. I was a young man with two reputations. With the "Bad Girls" I was the stud with the big cock who knew how to use it and who could keep my mouth shut. With the "Good Girls" in my class I was the perfect. The hospital ships were on their way south in the delta band and their ETA Old Earth was in thirteen days time. McCock had informed Ambassador Abe Lindsay of the capture of the supply train and the dispatch of the Chencon hospital ships home. With a bitter grimness in his voice, Abe Lindsay assured they would be met and well cared for. The major players were coming out of their holes as they realised how little of the Chencon Navy was still in home space and censure motions in the Senate were. “Oh yeah,” Melanie said, rubbing Lindsey's thigh. “Good. I would like you to spend the weekends with us, Melanie. I am sure that Lindsey wouldn't mind adding you into our relationship.” Melanie smiled and kissed him. “I would love to be with the two of you. But I really have to get home. Joseph, will you drive me?” He shrugged. “Sure. I don't mind.” (_)(_)(_) As Joseph pulled up to a small trailer, his heart ached for Melanie. She really didn't have much of a home life. Her mother was a drunk..