Phillip again thought about rolling over to give Sally some privacy, because he didn't want her to think of him as a pervert, but his curiosity still ...ould not give in to his fear.Phillip was glad when Sally next took over her tank top, not because he wanted to see her naked, but because he wanted to see why she wore such an oversized bra that took up half of her chest. From his vantage point, the bra looked more like armor then something to support mammary glands with. Sally didn't stop with. I didn't really care. I just grabbed her and kissed her. She looked sorta hot to my slightly drunken eyes, sitting there with her legs slightly parted in my direction, sort of half-slouched beside me on the couch after her sexy performance. So I just grabbed her and kissed her. The hormones had won.She held up her hands defensively against me at first, but then melted into me. She even let out a surprised little moan when my tongue slipped into her mouth to dance with hers. It was quite a. And he wasn't talking to that Clay anymore, either. It dawned on methen."Cassandra," I said, holding out my hand. He took it. And with a smallpull, he entered the bedroom to me in a warm embrace, his lips touchingmine. I felt a fire that hadn't been there before.The kiss was gentle, a mutual need. His hand cupped my cheek and pulledme to him further. Our tongues danced together in sync. My firm, fullchest pushed into his strong pecs, my cold steel barbells warmingthemselves from his body heat.. John tracked him down and made an appointment with him for us to discuss a possible job offer. Kolus was interested, so we met for lunch at a convenient diner. He swore to keep what we talked about a secret, and John had insisted prior to the meeting that Ralph Kolus could be trusted.I explained what the job of gigolo consisted of, and Ralph was stunned. “You mean that you want me to become a male whore?”John answered, “Yeah, that’s the main job, and Bill and I are that now. The pay is better.