I was about 5', 2" then, and the only body hair I had was on my 18 year old pubes. I just couldn't believe how much like a girl I looked! I quickly ap...lied som of my mom's hot red lipstick and checked myself out; I almost came in Mom's panties right there.I looked every bit as sexy as those bitches in the fuck mags. I jerked off until my 18 year old dick was sore.I never knew my real dad; Mom never talked about him, and once, when she was drunk, she told me she wasn't even sure who he was.Mom. Every third evening we got better acquainted. No more nude cuddling unfortunately but still good company. Finally, Traci, under the influence of more wine than usual, confided, “I’m not as innocent as I might appear, you know.”“What do you mean?” I responded.Her voice was a bit slurred, “The sex I had before Rod was with an older guy I babysat for. He taught me a lot. Because of that I appreciate older men. I’m not really afraid of thunder. I just wanted to feel your body because I’m not used. As he was leaving her on the fourth day, her cunt leaking the sticky deposit he had left there, he spoke again to her in English for the first time, "Get clean. Very clean. Now customers come for you. Each one you do as he tells. After each you clean yourself damned quick. Customer not pleased the eunuch whip you. Customer pleased we feed you." Master. What do you mean? What customer?" she dared to ask."This Officers' Brothel," he said, "Customers come you make them happy. Otherwise. I returned to the bed and handed him the lube. I remember wondering if my wife would be ok with it. Believe it or not, I thought maybe we were going over the boundaries. Fuck, I had no idea. But I was incredibly horny, wanted to have his cock in me, and was scared to death, all at once.He threw his legs over the side of the bed and patted the bed behind him, where he had been laying. He said, "Well, come on. You better make your wife proud." I know it sounds stupid, but I felt a ton of pressure.