I picked out a few darling bras, including some in pastels and one thatwas black with lots of lace, and brought them in. He looked at me inshock. ... said, "Look, as long as you have to do this, you might as wellget some that are pretty."He told me that he was not sure he saw the logic in that. I said, "Thesales lady told me that all the girls are wearing Jezebel and b.tempted byWacoal. So I picked out a few of those." Once again he looked at me likeI was crazy. But he was too exhausted. “You should feel awful, manipulating your poor, injured mother into sending you to stay with me,” I accused.“She and the doctor both said they’ll be fine. They’re banged up, but that’s all.” She looked at me with a level gaze.“Well there’s not going to be any hanky panky while they’re laid up. Understand?”“But it’s the perfect opportunity for you to finish teaching me everything I need to know,” she said.“You probably already know everything you need to know,” I said. “I keep getting the. " And if you don't like whoever's willing to buy you," said Gordon, "thenit's back to the escort business - only for five years, not three." Heleaned forward. "So Katy, are you happy to take your chances with theauction? Or would you prefer to spread your affections around?"My mind was still reeling at the prospect of making a living from beingfucked by strangers. So the idea of committing twelve months of my lifeto serve one rich man (or woman) as a sex slave, was almost like alifeline, crazy. I still remember my first encounter with sexual feelings. I was dating Charles and we were on a double date with Mary Anne and Jim. I knew from talking with Mary Anne that she and Jim were into some pretty heavy petting but I figured that was her business. Jim was driving and Charles and I were in the back seat. After a movie and a quick stop for ice cream, Jim drove to what the high school kids called Lover's Lane. I knew that this was a dangerous place for me to be and I guess I could have.