I’ll treat Dan as if he is my husband and love him in and out of bed.”Karen pressed her chest to his and gave him a long and passionate kiss. “I...love you Dan and will see you tomorrow.”“I love you too. Let me know how your night goes.”She got up and taking John’s hand gave him a good kiss, placing his hand on her bare breast. “Karen, I want you to know that I’m in love with your husband!” Lisa proclaimed. She blushed slightly looking at John.“I know you are and I approve very much! Welcome to. I pulled the side of her panties aside and licked the side of her pussy.“Take them down Shravan,” Pooja said in a husky voice.I pulled her panties down, and began to move my tongue over her pussy lips.Pooja moaned and exclaimed “Oh God, that feels so good to me.”I put my legs on the bed, and continued to suck and lick Poojas’ pussy.My hardened cock was just inches from her face when I felt her hands tugging at my shorts. She got them off along with my underwear, and then she surrounded my cock. Many of them are single parents struggling to make ends meet; they often suffer from depression and may have an alcohol problem, though few use hard drugs.This is Rachel’s story, a story which has a happy ending. As the reader it is up to you to decide whether Rachel actually worked as a prostitute at all, depending I suppose on your opinion about erotic massage. She does eventually enjoy a lot of sex with both men and women but never for material gain, unless you count a free Mediterranean. We finish our lunch and head out. We do some more shopping and head back home. We get halfway home when I decide to break the silence. “I’m sorry,” I say staring at her as she smiles. “It must be hard to live in an abusive house like that.”“We’re just two misfits,” Katy chuckles. “Thanks for being my friend.” Misfits. I guess she’s right. We are misfits in this crazy world.We get back early afternoon around 2pm and I invite Katy in for some lemonade. “Wow nice house,” Katy says looking around..