The broker was scary looking man who stood over 6 feet tall and weighed close to 110 kilo’s. He was riding an old Yamaha bike and his bottom engulfe... the entire seat. We slowly walked behind him as he took us through a lane.We walked and walked till we reached dead-end. Riya and I exchanged glances. The last house, Madam”, said the ogre. An independent house with 2 floors with withering paint stared at us 2 BHK ma’am, no pollution, no traffic sound, the owner very good.The ogre continued in his. If we were each to give our bodies as a free gift to some unfortunate who was – no offence – a loser. Or at least below us in social stature, then we might give them the confidence to feel better about themselves and improve their status. So I am offering you free blow-job.”“What’s the catch?”“No catch, except that you also have to ‘lay it forward’. You have to offer yourself to three people in the next week and get them to lay it forward too.”To Rob, who hadn’t had sex in the last year, the. "Nodding I replied, "I know. I washed sheets this morning. Apparently you watched 'Exorcist' last night...more than once." That laundry wasn't fun.We stayed together for almost thirty years, deeply in love. Only death could separate us... which it did in 1992 at the so-called Rodney King LA riots. An unidentified bullet took her life and a huge chunk of my heart. The killer was never found despite my desperate search. Alana deserved justice and I needed closure. We got neither. She was. No harm done, all in fun, and everyone, including me, was enjoying the banter. As the afternoon wore on the ladies began making their exits, some solo, some in pairs. Finally Doris and Sally were the last remaining guests. I knew Sally very well from previous times, she was maybe in her early 60s, as was Doris, whom I was sure I had not seen before. The four of us had a lot of fun talking, joking, and Sally even got around to using some risque language aimed at me. The alcohol and the relaxed.