If the phone rang at 2am I knew who itwas and lay in bed in the dark listening and every now and againoffering a word of sympathy or agreement. It beg...n to grate. I had moved recently. Further out, away. New jobs and all was rosy andbright. At least that was the theory. I called occasionally. Hers weresporadic and seemed in retrospect, brittle. I got home late one night, actually it was very early, from an afterwork get-together. A few drinks followed by dinner at a city Chinese. The message. ” Then Gavin turned to Eric “You know what we need to do then. Don’t you?”Eric smiled sympathetically at me when he saw my look of exhaustion, but he let Gavin prattle on about his elaborate plan anyway. He could tell that I was dreading the idea of getting all dressed up and going clubbing or bar hopping, and I’m sure I looked almost murderous when talk of a birthday tiara was brought up. It wasn’t until Gavin mentioned a male strip club that Eric finally stepped in.“Gav, maybe it would be. There were four coming to me, three for a week each, the last for a fortnight. The first three were the usual lads being sent out by their tutors to anywhere that would take them, but the last form caught my eye. It was from a young woman by the name of Katie, who was very keen on my line of work (unusual in itself) and who wanted to find out more about it. She was 18 years old, lived in the next town to the one I work in, and seemed to know what she was about.The first three weeks passed. He was so deep Lily was sure she could feel it in her chest and stomach. He shook as he finished, then collapsed down on top her covering her small torso, his weight pushing her breasts more painfully into the mattress. She could feel his heart pounding and his chest rise and fall through her back, she could feel and smell his warm, rancid breath, his cock still twitching inside her. After what felt like forever he slid himself down, sat up slightly then held his hands against her bum and.