”“How strange,” said Brad. This wasn’t the way the average high-class hooker behaved. “What the hell? I’m in. I haven’t had a date for q...ite a while. Maybe she’ll challenge me enough to make it interesting.”Josh sighed. “Julie said you’re supposed to pick us up in the limo. She arranged it all with George. Sometimes I wonder if I did the right thing.” He was obviously referring to marrying a former call girl.“You did the perfect thing, as far as I can tell,” said Brad. “You did the perfect. Thomas was in his office as usual. It seemed to not be a need for sexy role play. I was there to show him how to make love to her with little or no pressure from his body weight. We found pillows that were placed under my chest throwing my hips in the air. He was able to enter me with no weight upon my body at all. His sliding inside of me caught me off balance. He was tentative in the beginning but gathering up nerve. Then we laid side by side him behind me he slipped inside without body. Mel started as soon as she got home. The summer before, he had learned the mechanics, now she would try to get him to let go and show some flair. He was really pretty good, especially for his age. But letting loose with a girl would be a real challenge.First, she enlisted Joyce, just so he would have a different partner. It was a long, tough discussion, but she got her mother to agree to slow dance close, and if he got hard to reassure him that it was OK and stick with it. Joyce was not at all. ”Course you didn’t…’ His eyes were closed and his voice grew quiet. ‘You didn’t marry me for anythin’…got nothing but money…shouldn’t have married a criminal…’ His voice had taken on a note of sadness. His hand blindly reached out for hers and he brought it to rest on his chest. She couldn’t help but brush away a lock of hair that fell over his forehead, as if he were a lost little boy. ‘Are you a criminal, Derek?’ She asked. ‘The very worst.’ He mumbled. ‘Shouldn’t-a married me.’ He slipped.