"I heard you serviced the boss on a weekly basis for almost a year at fifty quid a pop before he escaped! That makes you a whore in my book!"I tried t... think of a suitable reply but couldn't."Cat got your tongue, whore?" he crowed.My only reward was his yelp as I rather unprofessionally got my revenge by tugging roughly at the bandages before tying them off.The only down part about this period was that Mr Foster insisted that I remain topless while hanging round the pool. This was a bit of a. That’s him, Jeff, across the table with his latest — typical 45+ divorcee — her bust falling out of her costume like some tart, some whore. Well I guess that is probably the idea given the theme of the evening. Moulin Rouge. I bet they have the can-can later and she’ll get up and do the whole ‘lift the skirt over your head’ thing. Oh another joke. Yes, don’t look concerned Jeff — I’m fake laughing again ‘Ha ha’. Another sip of wine. Another sip closer to the bottom of the glass and then you’ll. I’m sure you guys know what I mean.After college, when I moved to Bangalore, she was still in college because her degree wasn’t finished yet. We video called a lot, and I used to see her with spaghetti tops and shorts and other nightdresses. I would get an instant hard-on. I was waiting for her to meet me so I could see all that live.After some time, her college got over, and she had some free time before going for her job. So she decided to come to Bangalore to meet me. I told her that she can. " I know, mom, but I'm so scared."He started to feel tears in his eyes. He was feeling suddenly sohelpless, so weak and so frightened as to what he'd face this week."Mommy," he said using a term he hadn't used since he was 7 or 8years old, "why can't I just stay home and be your little girl?"He mother stood up suddenly, and let Corey fall back as she let goof him: "Enough. Get going now. You'll be fine."Corey began to cry out loud now."You have so many friends pulling for you honey. Come on.