" I say it’s not necessary, but Su-Yun is adamant. "I go out, you take off everything but underwear and get under sheet," she instructs. "I study sp...rts massage. You will not be disappointed." A couple minutes later, I'm stretched out on fresh towels with a thin sheet covering my back and my brief-clad ass. "I'm ready, Su-Yun," I call. To my surprise, she doesn’t touch my skin directly, but massages my neck and back and legs through the cotton fabric. She wasn't exaggerating, her touch is firm. To our amazement, though shocked at first, not only had Julie not been horrified by this mistake, it seemed to have heightened her enjoyment of the whole event.Worse still, she had been so aroused by the experience that she had already met the man again and had once again been paid for indulging his darkest desires, knowing full well that she was prostituting herself. This second whoring had gone so well that Julie had announced she was going to sign up with an escort agency and begin sex work. They sat on the sofa and had another coffee. Deirdre put her cup down firmly."Revision!" she said in her best school-ma'am voice.Mark, grinning, set down his cup equally firmly and said "Yes, Miss," took her in his arms and gently kissed her lips. He ran his hands through her hair and began butterfly kisses on her face. He moved back to her lips and soon they were kissing passionately, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. Mark drew back and gently kissed the line of her jaw and as much. His mouth took mine in a brutal kiss that made my stomach drop. I had been kissed before, but never with such unrestrained passion. Moaning deep in my throat, I pressed myself more tightly against him, unable to get close enough. The kiss seemed to last an eternity but eventually I came to my senses as he gentled his kiss, rubbing his hands down my arms. Against my will he gently pulled away. Reluctant to let him go I attempted to regain contact with him but he gently resisted. ‘We can’t do.