The chance to move to LA came up and I found myself living with a friend in Santa Clarita not far from Magic Mountain.The first year kind of sucked wi...h working as a temp and then working at a fast food place to make ends meet. It seemed I was working all the time and at the end of every month I was lucky to have beer money.Then Mike came into the fast food place one night and ordered a hamburger. I felt the distinct sensation of being stared at and caught him looking at me several times. I. ”“Is this an attempt at extortion?”The man looked mildly amused. “Not at all. We are merely a protective service, to make sure no bad luck should befall you.“At fifteen percent of my worth?”“Well, the cost is a little higher than normal, but we guarantee our work.”“I see. I have partners, you know. I’ll need to confer with them.”“Ah yes, a lovely bunch of ladies. All well advanced in years. Part of our services is health insurance. It would be a shame if something were to happen to one of them.. “ Bitch Boy was my handle on the Bi/Gay websites I frequented. Usually the message sender’s handle appears with the message, but the message was anonymous. Typically I ignore anonymous messages. So I kept chatting with several guys and again the same message popped up on my screen. Again, I ignored the message, and continued to chat with my buds. After the message appeared on my screen the third time, I responded and asked, “Who the hell is this?” Almost immediately came the response. “I’m the. I didn’t know why she was doing this, but I didn’t care. She was kissing me, topless. I cupped and pinched her titties while we fell onto her bed. I rubbed her pussy through her pants, suddenly very horny. “I’m a lesbian too!” she blurted out. “I was just afraid to tell you,” she admitted. I just nodded and started sucking her nipples. She moaned while my finger teased her pussy. I could feel her getting wet from outside her sweat pants. I couldn’t believe she wanted me to fuck her! .