Sex was moderately successful at distracting me from my other craving. As someone who had all the time in the world, I learned to take my time too. As...tonight's whore would soon see, I would draw out her pleasure in an almost painful manner. A woman's body has a plethora of erogenous zones and I intended to educate her on each.To keep my life uncomplicated, I chose whores to satisfy my lust. They were easy to spot, for they tried to imitate the upper-middle-class, yet fell short with their. *I’ve caught glimpses of you now and then in your bedroom. Not that I want to be a peeking Tom, but you’ve left the door cracked open. Sometimes when I come by to talk, you’re naked.**So you just look at me?**A few seconds before knocking.*I didn’t know how I felt about that. *Why?**At first it was just to see a woman naked, then it was just to see you naked.*I wanted to ask if he thought I was attractive, but reserved myself. There was a flutter of perverse excitement within me, so I. “Trust is very important, especially for us. You trust me, don’t you?” I looked down between us. “Given the damage you could do with that thing – and where I’m planning to put it when I get some wood back into it – I’d say I’m a fraction ahead on trust points, wouldn’t you?” “You make a strong argument. Do you do Debate?” I ignored this and pumped some more gel into my hands then massaged it into his stubble. Despite my confident insistence, I could see that his face had a lot more angles and. I wanted the conversation on tape. I was sure Earl would be in the parking lot with his recorder and monitoring tools."Okay, so let's talk." Jen said, after my personal items were again in my possession. "What do you want to know first?" Let's start with why you thought the cop was bad?" Dawson asked.Jen nodded so I answered, "I saw that his uniform was too big and it was sloppy. The closer I got to him the more wrong he looked. He was way too skinny. Then he spoke and it was pure Ghetto Thug.".