He took a deep breath. Buying women and their bodies was not something he was made to handle.“Have you ever been with a woman?” He asked Val.“Ou...,” Giselle said.“No,” Val said. “You’ll find me at my best when--”“When you’re open to new things,” he said, lifting her chin.She smiled. He was due that, but her eyes were trying to start fires again.“Oh, merci, uh, I should say, thank you, thank you!” Natasha clasped the maid’s hand after she had opened the door. Hafnan stood aside, her eyes. Jason signed the electronic pad and handed it back. "Thanks."The delivery guy gave a distracted nod, then turned to walk out of the garage while tapping the buttons on the pad.The box on his work bench had the new ball-nut assembly for the RV. If he could get the part installed and tested by Wednesday, then he and Di could be on the road to Orlando by Thursday. That last minute brake job had paid well enough to consider an extra day of vacation.Taking the part out of the box, Jason walked down. I didn't want to move and tried to ignore the state of my body. Bodily functions, however, always win out. I very gently and gingerly extricated myself from around her. I pulled the cover up over and watched her snuggle deeper into them. I sighed and turned away from her to the bathroom. My head was pounding from the previous night's alcohol consumption. If I felt like this, how was Lou going to feel? After all, she'd had quite a lot more than I. She was also considerably smaller than I, so I. I had become that whore or slut that could not get enough sex. The more I thought about last night the more turned on I got. The thought also entered my mind that I had prostituted myself for money. It did not matter that it was my own son or some stranger. I had performed a sex act for financial gain.I guess I was starting to try and justify my actions. Was it really so wrong to live a bit, to be able to enjoy my body and others. I can still recall my daughter holding me after she had.