I wanna give you a facial."This was something I also wanted to try. "Uh! Okay, before you-uh-cum, pull out-uh-and I'll turn around."Now he really went...to town on my ass. He doubled his speed. My eyes practically rolled into the back of my head and my fists clenched around the sheets on my bed. Suddenly he pulled out, and as soon as he did I turned around. He'd already gotten the condom off and was straddling me. I was lying down with his cock in front of my face. He was rapidly jerking himself. I go to the university.”“Oh yes, the university, I have eaten there. A student I know gave me some meal tickets. I lucked out because it was all you can eat,” I said.“You did luck out,” she said, then sat back. “I’m curious. You look interesting. I can see you’re American, but why are you here. Don’t Americans have a lot of money?”“Some do, but most people struggle to get by. You probably know America from Hollywood movies. Believe me it’s not really like that.”“I love American movies and also. I heard the men on the couch shift and one of them whispered. Fuck yeah. I guess being as much of a slut as I was I should have gotten it, but Mr. Miller Sr. just hadnt taught me some things. I leaned down and puckered my lips against Gingers but as soon as I kissed her she put her hand behind my neck and opened her mouth pulling me down. I overbalanced and fell to my knees, mouth opened as Gingers tongue tasted me. I heard a few groans from the men before Ginger let me go and I knelt there. There is a picture following that text, a woman of Middle Eastern descent in her mid-forties, followed by a name, ‘Masuma Zaman’. I understand that entertaining her is my next responsibility, and I can feel my entire center of being shifting to direct itself around the priority to make her happy. It feels inexpressibly wonderful. ‘Message understood, arrival at first stop imminent,’ I text, before sliding the phone into my jacket pocket. The taxi pulls up to the hotel that is my initial.