Faye is now 26 minutes late and the signs are ominous, she’s not turning up.I had been single for a few weeks now and my work mate Becky was full of...sympathy, often saying my balls must be ready to explode, or teasing me with tales of her own rampant sex life.One day she must have felt sorry for me. She said her mate, Faye was on the market having split up from her long term partner. She had found it hard to find time for a love life as she also had a four year old son. Acting as cupid she set. He was Lorenzo's new compatriot of a certain age. They had a lot in common. For one thing both were writers. Lorenzo wrote romance novels under the pseudonym of Mabel Ethelreid. He was rather well known to English ladies who gathered in groups to discuss such works. Panos was a poet. He was not published but he did enjoy reading his latest works to a captive audience here in his establishment when he was feeling his cups late in the evening. "Ouzo, barkeep. it's been a day to harsh anyone's. ."Aurora, I want you to pull out all the stops tonight. You have a very special client who paid a large amount for you, and refused to have any other girls."Aurora wondered what kind of man he was. At the age of 24, she had seen many kinds of men; single men, married men, men who were virgins. But in the end, they were all the same. They all paid their price and used her body like a possession until they were spent.Aurora used to enjoy sex. She used to find a thrill in feeling a man's long,. She was impressed with the spacious sleeper. Well, why not? Our Peterbilt was only three years old, and we had a huge, well-appointed sleeper attached to the cab. Most people who saw one of these units for the first time were impressed. It was like a small, hyper-efficient little room, and it included every comfort the manufacturer could think of. There was a refrigerator, a storage area for fresh clothing, venting for air-conditioning, a tiny toilet, and a sink with fresh water for washing up.