”Was he really going to open up to this prostitute whose name he didn’t know? He had already started so he might as well go all in. As much as it ...ained him to be one of those saps whining about their problems to prostitutes. “Fear,” he admitted.She stayed silent, instead choosing to focus on masturbating him. He was fine with that, leaning back and enjoying her soft hand.“Don’t fight it.”“I won’t.”“I mean the fear. Don’t fight your fears. When I started pleasing men, I was afraid.”“It’s a. “I have to go to class, so…” Brent laughed. “You haven’t even finished eating your breakfast.” “Well I wasted my time cooking for you,” Mark retorted, slightly annoyed. “Anyways, I have to go.” He rushed out the door without a second word, before Brent could respond. * * * Mark walked slowly on the concrete path. There was plenty of time for him to think about what had just happened, he had lied about class. He didn’t have math for ages, and he didn’t need the class either, on matters of. She undid the laces of her white trainers and removed her pink socks before continuing to remove her pants which now had uncovered her blue knickers. Then just as she was going to remove her bra she heard the door creaking open and one of her team mates entered the room, it was Gina.Gina was 33 yrs old with long blonde hair, 5”9 with piercing blue eyes and had played there sport for a number of years however she wasn’t born with a disability unlike some at the club. When she was 25 she had to. I got up the next day, and thought about my trip to a different town. I thought about making a day of it and possibly doing some shopping. I checked the weather, and it said it would be a warm day. So I put on a knee length flowy skirt, tank top that shows off my D cups, and my favorite pair of cute kitten heels. I grabbed the paperwork, jumped in the car and was on my way.I got into the city and didnt have a clue where I was going. I went to reach for my cell phone, and realized I forgot it on.