LL started to search his house. He knew, he had nothing in his house to make a fucking machine looking any close to the one, he saw on the internet bu... he was sure, he could make some apparatus to work fine and do the job. He remembered that the dildo he had with him had a hole at the bottom that could be helpful to attach it to some long object. LL looked in the closet and found a mop and sure, the dildo fit right on the end of it. Now, only if he could figure to hold this device steadily. He. And, since I didn’t have my own doctor I wasn’t sure what to expect. I only recall ever having 1 physical prior to my first job about 20 odd years ago; a strangely different experience.Well, it was time; I heard a husky male voice call out my name from behind me, and when I turned around, what should befall me, but a tall, well built, sandy haired, blue eyed fine-looking man. Was this the doctor I was about to see.As I entered his office, the sound of the door closes, and then the doctor. I never had a problem with abuse or any of the problems prostitutes normally encounter. I guess when you’re paying $10,000 and up per day, you don’t abuse the merchandise. I also think that the guy who owned the agency was well placed and had major influence with the clients. I’m not saying he was mafia but he could have been from some things my clients said. Unfortunately, I never met him and don’t even know his name. I found out later that in our agency, only six of us were getting that kind. A. Times lay on the table unopened. A very unusual event was forecast; rain. I’d believe it when I see it. Early August was far too hot for precipitation.I thought back to the conversation Amelia and I had had two morning ago.I’d woken up to find Amelia awake and naked in my arms, a wholly wonderful way to greet the day. She’d studied my face and smiled softly.“I think I’d like us to go all the way, Mike ... make love,” she said seriously. “Can we?”Despite a knee-jerk reaction to agree, I.