Let me get over here and see what needs to be done.” I set my toolbox down on the counter, and leaned down to look under the counter. She moved next...to me, leaning down and looking too. I could smell her perfume, its scent filling my nostrils. I knew I was in trouble, and would get nothing fixed if she didn’t go. Nothing was said for several minutes, as I continued to look, even though I already knew what the problem was. Simple enough, really. The rubber water line had split, and needed to be. When the time was right I filled Victoria with my baby making seed. I knew she was not on the pill and I didn’t care. All I wanted was to cum and cum and then to cum some more. It felt so good that I didn’t want to stop.Victoria eventually said, “I’m going to tell. You just ****d me.”I said, “Go ahead and I’ll fuck you some more. Hell, I can get hard several more times before Mom and Dad get home. How many times can they punish me for the same thing.”Victoria changed her tune and said, “If you. How can I trust that you don’t have some young acolyte in your bed now and then? I bet that you do from time to time. They’re the only lovers besides me or regular whores that won’t squeal on you.“Anyway, I am a courtesan. You knew that from the outset. Courtesans would go broke servicing only such an infrequent and unreliable patron as you. We’re nicer whores, but we’re still whores at heart and we all start out as ordinary prostitutes. You only call for me when you have a few surplus coins. .30." He lowered me to the floor. Damn! Frustration! Another fifteen seconds or so and I could have cum. Master saw my expression and nodded to me. I bent my legs just enough to strangle myself. He came over and fingered me, and I came, hard, then things went gray...I woke up on the floor and smiled up at Master. I was ready. I was ready any time."I put it away," he said, nodding toward the same drawer where we'd put the rope before.* * * * *Master took me to the best seafood restaurant in town.