” “I could give her one.” I felt my face redden, but I focussed on the man behind the bar. “Excuse me, my car ran out of gas just outside. Is...there...?” A burst of male laughter startled me into silence. “Oooh, gas, excuse me. What is the bitch doing in here? Does she think this is a filling station?” was one man’s idea of humour. “No, I reckon she is on the game,” another wit called out, “How much for a blow-job, love?” Those were the more polite comments I heard as the two who had been. The last change was into sexy black nighty lingerie with a plunging neckline showing off my cleavage. My time finished, I loved ever minute of the afternoon. Dressed in my long dress packed up all my belonging, ready to go in public. AD and I carried my suitcase down stairs where a taxi was waiting to take me back to the hotel. The taxi driver did not know the way to my hotel, arriving late at the hotel at eight pm. I had arranged to meet someone from on line at seven pm, and now I am an hour. That was not really a challenge though, it was just to finish enough routine, boring, established courses and exams. I even didn't need to think about to choose these courses. That kind of to-do-list might be still good and useful, but it was very naïve.There is always many things you love to do and then you try your best to do it in your life; unfortunately, most of these things were not in your to-do list. You follows your heart, your feelings. For example, your first kiss with your lover,. "I grin up at him, my love for him shining through my eyes as I lean up to his beautiful face, offering my lips to his, tasting him softly. He grabs both sides of my face with his large hands, pulling me closer as he devours my lips hungrily, making me moan as my body responds, my pussy grinding down on his toe in wanton show of my absolute hunger for him.He pulls out of the kiss almost reluctantly, gently kissing my nose and grinning at the soft begging noise that comes from my throat. "Stand.