" A gigolo is a man who has a regular and continuing sexual relationship and receives financial support! I never took advantage of a single young lady...under my care, and some of them offered me a lot of money to stay overnight with them, but I didn't." Being an escort helped pay the bills, while I was going to school, Lauren. I'm sorry you're having boy trouble. Don't you have a prom to go to in three weeks?" Yeah, but I'm not going -- Nobody's asked me yet, and I would need to get a nice. "It started when I drove homeyesterday."The little man thought carefully and examined Ken a little more closely.There was a faint trace of magical energy clinging to Ken as if he weretied to something directly affected by magic."Tell me, Ken," the little man finally asked. "Do other people think youlook like a woman all the time?" No, just when I'm in my car," admitted Ken."There's your problem," the little man exclaimed and slipped into lecturemode. "You need a new car. The magical energy,. It won't hurt you. Right," I said, lifting my hand clear, "your turn."Katie smiled and replaced my hand with hers. Though her technique was poor, the very fact that a little nine year old was wanking me off was enough to send me over the edge pretty quickly. I'd been worked up for ages, and squirted plenty of quite watery cum all over my chest and stomach. Only a little dribbled onto Katie's hand, and she wiped it off on the bed sheets before lying down next to me, head on my shoulder. I lay. It messes up my perception."I lit up the joint, took a few deep inhales, rose and stretched (keeping the towel around me), then sat back down. "O.k., I'm ready again." Good. Go back to the same pose. You look lovely there."She was, it seemed, the consummate professional. If ever I could imagine being a model for a professional artist, in a professional setting, she was doing it. Then she went back to the canvas, now painting over the sketchwork she had done earlier. She worked intently for at.