This time, she was feeling extra confident and went straight for our beer. She cracked one open and took a seat next to me. Cache flipped his shit. �...What the fuck do you think you’re doing!” He exclaimed. She again reminded him that he’s not allowed to drink either and that if he could, she could too. He left the decision to me, since I had brought the beer and I simply shrugged if off.“There is plenty for all of us” I replied. “Quit your crying now”, she told him, “I’m only going to watch, you. There was sexy cleftin his chin. His cheeks were lean and hollowed, his dark hair thick andfull, brushed back. His body was incredible. A thick, bullish neck led tosprawling shoulders that bulged with muscle. His chest was deep andcleaved, the pectorals thick and heavy with small, dark nipples pulledwide and low on either side. His belly was flat as a washboard. His torsoswept in a savage, tapering V from his shoulders to his high, lean hipsand narrow waist. His buttocks were firm and taut and. I buy her a drink, if there is dancing, I will dance with her. I let her feel my meat as we dance. We may have dinner and I invite her to my room. We do the deed, usually twice sometimes more. I leave four hundred in her small purse when she showers. They always insist on a condom and often use foam before each act, not that I would ever go bareback with those women. I am safe and she is safe. If she is really good, I will ask or her cell number. If she thinks I was really good and if the money. "Face it, Jacquie," she giggled one day, "we're chicks!"I looked at her as she relaxed on the sofa with Jeopardy onTV in the background."For $200 I'd say the answer is Mariah Carey," I laughed.Charlene was dreamy-sexy in her long brown wig, almondeyes, deeply-tanned complexion, round breasts and longsmooth legs."Daily Double?" she replied. "You're Neve Campbell-onlybustier."I stuck out my tongue at her, playfully. In the wall mirrorI caught my reflection-pale skin, lustrous brown hair,squinty.