"He laughed and said, "Coming from a boy your age I find that doubtful but you can have twenty. Now what would you like to start on?"I checked garment... by my eye against the girl's measurements in my mind. I picked colours they would like and threw them into a pile. I bought socks and boots, again using my eye and my memory. When I was done we had a large pile and I said, that should be all. We totalled it up and I paid with cash. The owner saw my wallet and glanced at one of the thousand. “What?” I asked, quietly. My face flushed and I looked down. I knew that look on his face.He stepped up closer and pulled a hundred dollar bill out of his best pocket.“It’s still Tips for Tits, and here’s my tip to you.”He tucked the hundred into the back pocket of my shorts. Which, of course, meant that his hand was on my ass.“That is, if you’re okay with this?” His face was so kind, but his eyes filled with lust.I whispered very quietly to him. “Yes, Daddy. Please… touch me.”He put his hands. We are like brother and cousin, best friendsI’m 8 months younger than my cousin but in childhood.We use to play in my house (as my parents are in business they will go in morning) in childhood she said me to sleep and covered me with blanket and later she too came under blanket and said like now we start playing, OK sis tell me.She started only 3 chances for you, you have to come near me and by moving inch by inch and finally you have to touch me and sleep by keeping your legs and hands on me. So now on just about every Friday I take off to a hotel room where I've booked a room for 2 days and have hired a girl to meet me there or in the hotel bar or some place casual.I've been doing this for about a year now and something happened in the office where one of the ladies called me to ask if I would want to be seeing her this coming weekend. DAM! Hells!~Bells! I know I haven't gaven out my work number to anyone of the lady's but some how she figured out where I worked must of slipped.