We were reminiscing about our years at high school and talking about all the girls we fucked when he asked me if I've ever fucked a guy before. I was ...inda shocked by the question but thought it was hot. I said no but wanted to. I asked him. He said no but he wants me to fuck him. He said he use to always stare at my cock in the locker rooms at school and wanted to taste it and have me fuck him. This really turned me on so I got out of my sleeping bag and jumped on his bed. I immediately took. He would help me exercise, and make me breakfast while I showered. After breakfast, he would paint my nails and shave me while I relaxed. After I got dressed and left he would take a shower and get dressed. We were lucky that he worked from home most days and could set his own hours. I would apply my makeup in the motel room before my first client arrived.He's mentioned that he would like to come to work with me and watch me fuck and suck other men. I wouldn't mind, but there's no place for him. I plopped down on the longer next to him and began moaning about what a fickle bitch I'd been dating. He listened and made agreeing noises which had the effect of calming me down. I told Brandon that I was breaking it off with her, that all I'd needed was a sympathetic ear and a little good sex to get through my current depression and what had she done, she'd trashed me, that's what she'd done. Brandon asked what was bugging me to make me so upset. He knew me well enough to know that missing. Eventually she tells me that breakfast is ready and I followher to the dining room with it?s long table already covered by plattersof food and around fifteen people already sitting around it includingJenna and Becca. I take a seat next to Becca grab some pancakes as Irealize just how hungry I am, after a little while I look down thetable and see Henry further down the table in shirt that tightly coversif muscular arms. I can?t help but look at him over and over as Beccachatters away about how.