Who are you listening to?”And so it begins. Such an innocent topic as music. We email our playlists and song suggestions back and forth. Conversatio... flows effortlessly getting more and more personal with each message. With her kindness, she instills trust. It isn't too long before we send real headshots to each other and disclose our first names. Her name is Cassie. I reveal my name is David.Another couple of days of chatting pass before she sends me an email telling me about her past,. Stockings and suspenders framed it. She really did have a cute ass. She got up, and pulled down the dress. Not quickly, just slow enough to make it interesting. ‘Have I been here before?’ she asked. ‘No, honey, not as an escort you haven’t,’ he informed her. ‘Just a familiar layout I guess,’ she mused. She stood waiting for him, giving him a moment to catch on, instead of asking for the fee. ‘How much do I owe you?’ he asked. ‘That’s two for a blow, and one extra for a deep throat,’ she said.. "We can try to make this work, but she's going to have to pay her fare. I'm gonna allow you to use your cell phone, briefly. At the current rate..." I swept my eyes over the room, where the guys were doing God knows what -- but not selecting any women, apparently. "She has twenty minutes to appear in the parking lot. She needs to be here when the last of the others transports out, because the longer we wait, the worse it gets, outside and in. If you get her on the phone, you need to impress. “Well don’t let that be the end of the world. I thought me and your sister were unbreakable until she left, so don't take everything for granted, enjoy each other!” I said“We were all shocked when she left you John, but she regrets it now that’s for sure. Even last night she was talking about the sex life you two used to have! She hasn’t managed to replace that with her new man!” she said with a smile“Good!” I answered, and we both laughed.As I looked at her I noticeably saw her nipples harden.