I pull her jeans and panties down her shapely legs. After standing up and removing my own clothes, I slip in bed beside her.I pull her closely against...my chest, running my fingers through her hair. She exudes peacefulness at this moment. Her peace was hard fought and I don’t dare disturb it with sexual advances. It just doesn’t feel like our time ... yet. I am not without want. But, my desires are contained by this tranquil energy between us. I can wait a little longer.Pillow talk has been. It didn't take long. Vanessa called me on Wednesday and told me that two of her mom's friends were interested, if the price was right. I didn't have a clue what the going rate was for sex, never having paid for it before. I asked Vanessa what she thought I should charge. She thought $500 was reasonable. That gave her $75, and I would be expected to take the client out for either drinks or dinner. After expenses, I was looking to net around $300 or more each night. Not bad for banging an older. ‘Hasn’t it always?’ Allen replied. Their voices, to Mira, sounded like they were speaking in hushed whispers as she drifted beneath the cerulean waves of some ocean her reverie didn’t care to reveal to her. Something was vibrating in her chest-her heart? ‘Yo! Yo man I don’t know what you guys are talking about but this one’s OD’ing.’ Mira heard this but didn’t recognize the voice, she hadn’t heard anything in a while anyway, and this voice was clearer than before. She was indoors on a couch. I asked, “Where are we going?” She just smiled and said, “Don’t worry trust me. You do trust me don’t you?” I nodded. We ended up at a questionable looking hotel she announced, “We’re here baby lets go.” She got out and I followed her she produced a key and let herself into a room. I was surprised that she had a key and wanted to know why. “I’ve been planning this for awhile I wanted everything to be perfect for you baby.” She went to the kitchen and came back with two glasses of wine. I.