I had lucked out knowing a girl that escorted in college. She turned me onto the idea. She had introduced me to her ‘handler’, basically her pimp,...Tim. Tim loved me from the start. ‘you have the perfect look and personality for this’ he had told me years ago. He started setting me up for dates immediately. I got a bit picky soon after but he was on board.I kept the higher class and big payers happy and kept them coming back while attending the occasional parties or group fucks. My niche. While she was showing them to me, she suddenly noticed my cock and then she said in an excited voice, "Oh my god, I don't believe it, you're getting another hard on again, what am I going to do with you sweetie." Then, as she grabbed me in her arms, she started laughing as she said, "Oh, to be young again." Then after giving me one more kiss, she looked at me and said, "how would my young man like to give his aunty some oral sex now?"Well, that was like pushing my "on button" and I started to. "So you still have little Caiti?" We sure do and she's not so little anymore. I'll put her on."Caiti ran and got the phone and said, "Hi Grandma. I missed you."I could read Caiti's mind a little and if I tried hard I could get the other side of the conversation but it wasn't needed.In a few moments I heard, "I'll ask."Caiti turned to me and said, "Grandma wants us to go over there now. She'll make us dinner. She promised spaghetti. Can we go, huh, can we?" Did you tell her we have your. What should she do? What could she do? Like so many other young virgins, Victoria had heard from the time she was a little girl that someday some man was going to do something to her. Something so awe- inspiring and important that at first it could only be hinted at. Over the years a kind of instinctual dread mixed with breathless anticipation had built up in the growing girl's mind, so that now, even though her peer group and various sex-education courses had informed her beyond a doubt of.