You could say I'm a nurse, but that wouldn't cover it. I'm an RN, but I'm also a pharmacist and a physical therapist specialing in male sexual functio.... How I got to this specialty and this set of medical skills is a long story, but for now, let's just say that it probably had a lot to do with the fact that my mother was 25 years younger than my father. Or maybe it's that my father died when I was 12. Or maybe it's because, when I was 16 and had just discovered cocks, I overheard my mother tell. I opened the window to let the air blow my hair around. I closed it, feeling anger as the tips of my hair whipped distractingly at my left cheek and across my face.I started to sweat as the sun beat down on the car, as the window magnified the heat. Reaching out, I turned on the air conditioner. Immediately, I felt goose bumps paying a visit to the bumps already coating my arms and legs -- the bumps that arose when I read the note. The bumps that refused to fade. Again, I reached out and this. As I sat there watching the video, I saw my wife dance up to John. She danced in front of him and then straddled his legs.As she sat down the camera zoomed in and I saw his cock standing up, out of his pants. Carol, MY Carol, sat down on his cock and started to fuck up and down on it. Another man stuck his cock in her face and she started to suck on it like no tomorrow. John was sucking on her breasts as his cock worked in and out of her tight pussy. The man in her mouth didn't last long before. ’ Being a gigolo had been easy this far, mainly because I liked sex so much, men and women (yes, both) agreed to the charges, and partly because I hadn’t come across any real ugly clients, aggressive clients or cops. I knew I had to be careful and take precautions, so standing and / or walking around in a dark street in normal clothes was necessary, as was carrying a switchblade I’d bought off a drug dealer the last night I solicited. Thursday night Will worked at a local pub, so I waited a bit.