Not that he was being greedy, just that a higher price would be less attractive to the poorer end of the market, meaning that he might have a better, ...ore entertaining evening. Chrissie had been the first customer hiring him who had money and all the trappings that go with it. If he was in it just for the sex, then it wouldn’t be a problem, but that wasn’t his only motive. It would be fantastic to find a rich woman to sponsor him through the remainder of his studies. Wealthier women had less. She said no one had ever done anything that nice for her. We sat and talked for a few minutes before I had to leave for work. I explained that it was something I wanted to do for her, that she had made my life much happier just by sharing her life with me, and that I felt we were friends and that friends do things like that just because they want to. Before I left, she gave me one of those soft, gentle, ‘almost’ kisses on the lips. She went to show the pictures to all of her friends at work.. She lay back with her feet dangling over the edge of the bed, with her fingers splashing in her honey pot. "Mmmm," she hummed, "this is going to be very nice."She found herself conjuring up the image of a man not unlike her father. He had her father's voice, his countenance, his way of walking and talking. She smiled at him and took off her panties."Come on, Daddy," she said, "it's time for you to screw your little daughter." She smiled at him and gave him a good look at the insides of her. That wasn't that early, but after last evening my body wanted to stay in bed. I had Katie and her mom Lori coming over in the afternoon, so I needed my rest.I stood and grabbed my plaid robe to cover my naked body then padded wearily to the front door as if it was the most arduous task in the world. What could be so important? The other issue was it HAD to be important because most people would have left by now. I knew it wasn't one of the girls I regularly had sex with because I gave them all.