" So tell me more. What do they do? How much do the charge? How long are they with each guy?" I don't have a clue. I suppose the only way to find out ...ould be to go into one of those places and ask." Oh no you don't buster." They both laughed at her remark."Marcy I can't remember when you've ever being so interested in a subject. What gives?" I don't really know. Everything is so open here. The sex shows and now this, a Disneyland for men. I think in the states it's much more hidden, much less. When I went downstairs Catalina said,“Nice outfit Riley, don’t worry, you’re perfect for the job.”“I hope so, I need a job, do you know what the job is?”“I think that it’s best that Jason tells you, but don’t worry, as I said, you’re perfect for the job.”I left and headed for the bar. No one really took any notice of me with my slit and clit on display and I arrived at the bar probably a bit early. I sat at a table at the edge of the seating area outside and waited. A girl came over and I. .. and you, Karen, for trauma. PTSD. Whatever you need to get past this. Not to mention any grief over losing our baby. Don’t ever worry about ‘atoning’ to me about anything again. You’ve suffered far worse than any pain you caused me by now ... and I had a role in it, although I was duped into it.“Jill, we’re ... completely through as lovers. I gave you a second chance. You blew it. You might not have abused me this time, but you abused Karen, your other lover, and you USED ME TO DO IT! I will. I felt her squeezing my right breast while her other hand was supporting me. God, youre so soft, Chris. She muttered, unhooking my bra in the process. I then answered with a moan as she put her mouth on one of the nipple, twirling her tongue around it while her hand pinch my other nipple. I gave a yelped as she carried me towards piano and lay me down there. Getting fuck on the piano? Kinky, she smirked at me as I simply rolled my eyes. Shut it. You want me, I inwardly smirked as I witness her.