‘Wanna just sit and talk first’ she asked. ‘You know kinda get comfy with each other? It’s kinda strange being here all alone with a guy… es...ecially in my bedroom’ she said in a weird voice. ‘I’ve never been in here… with a guy. Ummm I’ve never been with uhhh… I’ve never been…’ ‘With a guy’ I asked unassumingly looking at her with a straight face. She nodded her head yes but she was looking at her bed. In the same tone of voice I used to confirm she hadn’t been with a guy before I said to her. ”On Friday we set out together. Fran with her school backpack, me with my hooker bag. I left my sexy nightgown at home. I arrived at the hot tub place at 07:50. Already three hopeful hookers were waiting for early riser clients. One of them commented, “Oh goodie, more competition!”I muttered, “Appointment.” All four of us watched cars entering the parking lot. Just before 08:00 the neon sign sputtered “OPEN”.An older pickup truck parked. We all looked hopeful. I saw the black lunch pail. “Sorry. Too bad that sissy's don't get that pleasure isn'tit. Yes Sissy, moan and cry. You know you aren't going to squirt. Rightsissy? Because men and women get to cum don't they sissy. But sissy aredifferent aren't they. They aren't men or women are they? No, you arecorrect."Already with her hand down in her pantys, Sara had to comment. "That's sohot Mary. Its so hard and hot. She looks ready to explode, or cry, I'm notreally sure which. Lol. Does she ever get to squirt?" Well she hasn't for a few. It wasn't really my idea. It was all Daniel's doing. Back at the garden center he had quickly sized me up, using his clever stroke-the-snake trick to give me a raging hardon. He'd caught me off guard in a moment of weakness. He made the delivery to my house knowing he could seduce me, knowing how easily I would go down. I had no say in the matter. It simply wasn't fair. I never stood a chance.I used my tongue and the tips of my fingers on all of the penile sweet spots from the base up to the.