At school, he acted in a way, but at home, he looked like someone else.When I arrived at his house, the way he treated me, with respect and kindness, ...as completely unexpected. I believed that I would be insulted and would have to put up with his bad attitude, I didn’t expect to meet someone else, it almost seemed like a dual personality.After that, we did the job quietly and spent time together at his house, playing videogames and watching movies. We quickly became friends when it came to. ‘Look, I think you would have the money, but I would never just ask you to give me $15,000. If anything, I already owe you—you were so nice to me in Vegas that you gave me the courage to try to reclaim a life for myself again. I didn’t call to beg…I called to propose an….arrangement…where I might be able to work to earn the money.’ I had no idea where she was going with this. ‘What sort of arrangement did you have in mind?’ ‘I can’t go back to Vegas. I really don’t want to have sex with. I pulled it carefully off the wall. It had directions by car to a hotel location. Nice one. The most posh and expensive hotel in Manchester. I turned and ran to Jake, pushed him into the car and made him drive to the hotel where we got out of the car, had it valet parked (ohmygod) and then were escorted to a private lounge where seated were Jemma and Martin, surrounded by dancing girls, confetti, champagne, the works. The two of them stood up simultaneously. How they had gotten here so fast. “OK, so where do I begin?....Lets start with…..” “Cocks?” she jumped in. “I… want…. to know about cocks” she said hesitantly as she stared at mine with rapt attention.“Right, I guess cocks would be a good starting place. Since mine has your attention, let’s use mine as an example.” I knew right away that this was not going to end well….or maybe it would.I took a deep breath and said, “OK Melissa, cuddle up next to me here and we will talk about intimate matters.” I pulled her close to me, she.