The down side of my new life was that I never got any sex from Janet. I only gave. She insisted on me giving what she termed a 'female blowjob' almo...t every morning before she went to work. She would sit at the table eating the breakfast I had prepared for her and then she would ask for 'the breakfast of champions.' I knew what this meant and would immediately get under the table and start servicing her while on my knees. She would always cum, but would never reciprocate. I would be left. I did not realize she was a sex worker, initially. But I did know she was doing it for money before I started doing it with her. I could have avoided it. But I did not. I am really sorry, Mom. Please don’t be angry at me.Kavita: No… No, Kartik… I am not angry.Kartik: Yeah?Kavita: Yes.Kartik: You sure?Kavita: Yes, Kartik.Kartik: Ohh, I thought you were upset, and that is why you told me not to bother explaining. You really don’t feel disgusted hearing this?Kavita: No! Well… What I meant by don’t. “Damn the lot!” I swore, and swept the entire pile of requests, requisitions, instructions, invoices, and nominal rolls, off the table and onto the floor.One name had stuck out as I had pored over the nominal roll – Casper Shufflebottom – a memorable name you would agree. The senior clerk at Mortimer, Teazle, and Grubbe had borne that name when I was apprenticed scrivener, and I could not believe there being two men of the same name in the county, probably not even in the Kingdom.I had. “Those others don’t need it anymore.”We drove up to the north side of the city, being careful not to exceed the speed limit or appear suspicious. I pulled into the place by the big lake that Ed recommended. I left the van there and retraced my way up the tire tracks on the gravel parking lot. Ed had stopped a good distance down the road and waited for me. We headed back to my side of town.“There’s $500 in that roll you gave me!” he said, when we were back on the main road.“That’s right,” I.