The interview went fine. That is, I think I passed. Tizianna turned out to be a recent arrival from Italy, who was an excellent driver with superb ref...rences. She had been recommended to us by Cat, who had met Tizianna at a party. She understood that she would be working for Brad, but that her prime client would be Jessica, who would require her to be available at short notice and for all kinds of tasks. She was happy with the pay and the arrangements, and when I told her it included a room in. “Now that I finally have you alone, you can take advantage of me in just the way I want. Ooohhhh, you look so hard for me! I want you to fuck my little puss, and then, when you have me limp from climaxes. Roll me over and fuck my butt. I want you to finish in my butt, to fill my colon with your babymakers.”That was right around the point where I lost my last item of clothing, as well as all restraint. I stepped to her, and, wrapping my arms around her, tumbled the two of us into the bed. I. I hope the afterlife won’t be as giving as this one.’ As if on cue, her eyes glazed over, and her body stilled. I stood up straight and went through the apartment, finally reaching the safe in the closet. In it was a nice sum of a thousand dollars, and I stuffed it in my pocket. I would put it away in my bank account for a rainy day. I went to the front door, checking if I left any traces of myself behind. I was wearing gloves, so no fingerprints. Check. My weapon of choice was hidden safely. It's been said that only a man knows how to really take care of another man, and I believe that to now be true. He knows just how hold me, just how to stroke me, just how much pressure to apply, when to work me up and back me off, how to hit all the tender, sensitive spots...because he knows his own manhood and where those spots are. He doesn't have to explore or experiment, he knows exactly where to go the first time, every time, and it keeps the arousal constant.When I feel myself ready, I.