Who ... What the hell is going on?" She finally managed as she pulled Amy away from her."What do you remember?" Amy asked.Roxy was silent for a moment...before a look of horror came to her face and she looked around desperately."Don't worry, they won't hurt you any more Roxy," Amy said in a low voice."What happened? The last thing I remember was being raped by men, time after time and then I wake up and find a woman having sex with me. What happened? Who are you?" She asked confused."I'm a friend. But, then, lost in the sub-space of sexual arousal, as I yanked my dick, head full of my aunt, I fucked my fist for a moment too long. Aunt Cathy turned, her eyes drawn to the movement.I was heading towards my room before she could speak, but I knew it was hopeless.“You were spying. You’re a dirty little sneak – I fucking saw you, Scott.”My aunt sighed and, after a couple more seconds of glaring at me, rose upright.Her arms folded under her impressive frontage again, the movement drawing my. ?My name is Mike, pleased to meet you.? I said.I walked out from the bar and sat next to her. Tina looked at me and smiled ?Did I shock you?? she said. ?Very much so.? I replied. ?Do you always get a shot of cum from your bar tender?? I asked. ?No? she replied, ?Just the cute ones.? We sat and talked for an hour. The guys walked in shortly after. ?Hey she came back, we were wondering were you were.? I smiled at them ?She came back and we had some drinks and talked?. ?Yes we did? she continued,. " What do you mean, if?" I had found my voice again just in time."I also run what we will call a high end personal companion service. Weoffer very wealthy people a specialist service of providing companionsthat match their precise needs. " An escort agency" I blurted out."Not at all," she spoke quietly but with a little steel in the voice."Any fool can run an escort agency; we offer a very different experience.You'll just have to trust me on that for awhile. Anyway, it so happens Ihave several.