But he blames himself." Not for the accident," I said, stilling the room, "that's not what worries me. What worries me is just what you said—that I ...idn't listen when you said No. I don't like those kinds of people. They're careless. They think only of themselves. They don't care what happens to other people. I don't want to be that. And yet I was. And I can't let that happen again. Especially not with something like sex. So, yes, you're right, this is why I'm not—what'd you say—whipping my. In a panic I tripped putting on my trunks, and in walked my bud as I was tying off my trunks. I turned away from him, because my dick was still swollen and my trunks were wet. I jumped in the pool. Fucking his mom was way hot, and I wanted more. By the end of my senior year, this one girl, Gina, told me she'd heard about my dick and wanted to see it. So I arranged to go to her place after school, and she led me to her room. "Let me see it," she said. I figured there'd be no sex since girls. There were four, crisp, one hundred dollar bills. Nice tip!"She had six half-hour clients in four hours," said Kendra."What?" Yup," said Kendra. "Six. I finally had to send her to get some food." Why did you wait so long?" asked Jenna."Every time I wanted to send her off the floor someone else wanted her, and she wouldn't turn them down," replied Kendra.Jenna frowned. "Money hungry?" I don't think so," said Kendra. "She just really seemed to like what she was doing. Didn't even look all that. A conclusion that hit Susan like a brick wall. In a choice between making partner or staying with her, she came in a distant second. Miller, Calvin, Reeve and Wayne expected their partner's wives not to be too unconventional or free spirited.His message had come across loud and clear. She'd been good enough to share his bed, but not his life."Well screw them all," Susan thought as she got up from the chair and walking over to the small liquor cabinet, poured herself a drink.A half hour and a.