Lauren said little during or after the meal. She'd watched him change gradually over the last two hours from bored but calm to agitated and angry. She...wrapped her arms around him and gave him a kiss before they got into the car. His hands traveled up and down her body, she felt his cock stiffen against her leg, his tongue moving fast and deep insider her mouth. She pulled him into the back seat and fucked him in the parking lot. He unloaded quickly and she came. But, she could see from his face. He would never take that chance.Encounters and close calls eventually happened. There was the first time when he was wearing red tights and black shorts that he heard his first 'wolf whistle.' This just scared him more and made him run quicker. Once a car pulled over to ask directions, him standing there in baby blue leotards. He stood close to the car speaking to the stranger, completely embarrassed and terrified that the person might ask him why he was dressed up.It was impossible for him. At the end of the job, he paid me $150 dollars and no tip. On my way home, I decided that I would no longer work for my boss and it was high time I struck own on my own. My boss called me the next day wanting to know how much I was paid and how big the tip was. When I told him, he began to berate me. ‘You must have fucked up, you asshole. I heard this guy was big money.’ ‘I’ve really had enough of you calling me names and talking to me the way you do. I’ve come to the conclusion that you are. (Looks down, grins) We were a little more than that about half the time. (Looks up suddenly, as if remembering something) She had red hair. (Nods to himself) I remember that best of all. (Smiles broadly) This bright, vibrant red that smelled like flowers! (Excited) So soft, so warm, so alive! (Laughing, he sits) And being a redhead, she had the stereotypical spark of fire in her personality. She was beautiful, and smart, and funny, and (his smile abruptly fades) I had the misfortune of being.