" Yes, I get paid to be around hot women, watch them have sex, and periodically take part in it myself. You might think that it's the best job in the ...orld (which it is), but it took me a long time to get here.It all started when I was a sophomore in high school. I was sixteen. I was an aspiring writer writing poems and short stories in class. One day after school, my needs took over and I masturbated to porn. After my climax, I wondered, should I write one? So, I did. It was easy to write. “Mother, where are you going?” “Christine, I have had an idea. I am going to the manor to talk with the lord.” “It isn’t any use. I am going to be an old maid.” “My dear little girl, you deserve more than that. You do so much work here in the house and the farm work on the lord’s section of land. Plus, you bring in extra money from your spinning cloth. I am going to see that you are happy. You have also saved your maidenhead for your marriage. I’ll be back tonight.” “Oh, Mother, merci. I. She returned to Fred carefully switching off the lights and closing the door. He asked if she had seen enough, and could they have tea now, so she returned to the pretty kitchen and put the kettle back on looking out of the rear window at the sea, stretching away grey and murky dreaming that all this was hers, and they would never have to work again. The boiling kettle brought her back to the present. Over tea he explained that his wife had come from wealthy stock, and though they had never. I was so embarrassed I headed out of there right for the john… and she was right behind me!?! This particular bowling alley had just one john and it was unisex so I went in I paused for just a second to looked over my shoulder . I couldn’t believe it she had followed me inside!! “Did anyone see you come in here?” I asked. “What difference does it make honey, you gonna ask me to leave?” she said, throwing her arms around me. She asked if I was married. I.