He really saw me and I beckoned him to go near me which he did. and he asked "what are you doing". i just moaned my answer and he touched my dickhead ...ut went back to his bed. obviously he doesnt play around. then after a while he asked me about something sicne i am local in the place. i went to a free bed opposite side and answered his queries with me jacking off all the time.... then a new person went inside the room and the show was over------ but the best part, there was this japanese guy. " I said hoping she wouldn't be mad. "Brian, you're my brother for goodness sakes." She said in a forgiving tone. "I know, I'm- I don't know what happened." I said struggling to find an excuse. "Alright well no biggie." She said with a slight grin. "I'm gonna go get ready." I said as I walked out of her room. "Okay." She responded.So I got ready and we went out and had a great time at some night club. She brought some friends of hers too and they danced with me all night. Giving me multiple. Maybe if Monica had known she was good at stuff like aerobics when she was younger, Laura told me, she would have pursued it and maybe have gotten a degree or something in physical training. Laura would sigh then and wonder how different her life might have been.I met Monica a couple weeks after Laura found out I was a prostitute too, although I was just starting out and only had one real customer. I'd kind of found out by accident that Laura's mom was a stripper, and a prostitute as well, so. Megan is almost seventeen and Jason is nineteen. He's been home for the summer and we're getting him ready for his second year of college. None of what follows has happened, nor do I have any idea if things will go this way at all. But that's just the way my mind works. My imagination runs ahead of me ... for good or for bad, it just does. But here's one way my imagination sees things one year in the future:"I can't believe you've made it this long, Meg," I said."I know, Mom! I can't either!.