‘Aah, Nens is it? Fancy seeing you here.’ Kainene rolled her eyes to herself, ‘It’s the Christmas ball, Araminta. Why would you be surprised a... my appearance?’ ‘Oh, never mind. Lovely dress, by the way.’ Araminta replied airily waving her mascara in the air. Kainene pursed her lips and nodded an abrupt ‘thank you’ at the ‘compliment.’ She placed her lip gloss back in her purse and made to leave the large toilet and the next thing that happened shocked her to the core. Araminta turned at the. He wasn't bad looking and he was a more than adequate lover, but he was just one of many. I didn't really pay much attention to him until I started noticing that he always seemed to be one of the three or four that I ended up in bed with. One morning, after one of my rare large groups - eight I think it was - I woke up and Dion was in bed with me. That was not a normal occurrence. Usually my sessions ended around three in the morning, everyone left, and I went to bed alone, but there was Dion. Sipping my drink and overlooking the cramped conditions, I immersed myself in the music, swaying my hips as I listened to these songs. There was virtually no space behind my table; but yet I heard several muffled voices. I turned my head casually to look back, seeing a group of four older men sitting close to me in a filthy table.They all smiled as I glanced at them and tilted their drinks up toasting me. I quickly faced the band again. With each song, my body danced in time to the music,. I didn't like receiving oral, he liked to give me oral. I didn't mind giving him oral, he liked it a lot. I would bring him off with my hand and never let him cum in my mouth. I knew by now that I didn't like that either.By the time I was 21 we had moved to the other end of the country, had our own flat, both worked and we're starting to enjoy life together. He worked shifts, I worked office hours. We entered a period where his shift work made us ships in the night. We managed it though, still.