"You've come a long way, baby," said Joe, feeling her tongue give his prick a first class rub down. "A fucking long way." She licked the head of his m...at with her stretched mouth muscle. She rubbed her tongue up and down the shaft.of his joint. "Joe," she said, holding his cock out of her face now, "I've come so far that you wouldn't guess what kind of sex I'm into now." Oh?" he asked."Let me show you," she said, standing up and pressing her titties against him again. "If you won't mind, I'll. Three drinks and an hour and half later the demeanour of the party began to change. The lights were lowered and candles were lit; soft music played on record player. Some couples paired up but as Polly predicted most stayed in the main reception room. Men were kissing and groping the women and clothing was being removed. Some of the women had stripped down to their lingerie and some of the men were naked.An older man with a large belly was sitting in armchair, head back, enjoying being fellated. So, if I’m an escort I do the same thing but get paid for it. What’s the difference?’ ‘There’s a difference, believe me. Screwing men for money is a mug’s game, whether you’re on the street, in a flat or a so-called escort.’ ‘You did it once. On the street, too.’ ‘That was only a game. Playing the dare-devil. I didn’t plan on taking it up as a profession.’ ‘Neither did I, but needs must..’ ‘Surely you can get a decent job.’ ‘You haven’t been in the market place recently.’ ‘You’re a fool.’ Kate. "Good! Three makes for a better party than two do," Margie told me with a large smile and a mischievous wink.After dinner I did some studying for my classes before the sisters stopped by my room later."Did you learn anything from the 'Book of Dreams' last night?" Katie asked. I related what had happened in the dorm room that morning to them."Well, sleep with it for another night and see what else you can learn," Margie told me before the sisters left for bed. I called it a night shortly after.