Sometimes the guys would be very blunt and tell me,"Forget about the massage, doll, just grab ahold of "Mr. Big Boy" and make me feel good."I was very...good at giving guys a happy ending and I was very persistent to come to a good conclusion for any guy that requested it, no matter how old they were or how unattractive. I have to admit that when I saw a guy with some nice equipment, I did my best work and I didn't care if they went over on time because I was working for myself and not some jerk. Shit, I was terrified.As the cab pulled up in front of her apartment, I saw her pacing on the stoop. As soon as I stepped out, she sprinted toward me, her dark hair flying out behind and she launched herself into my arms. I let out a grunt and the laughed."Hi Sparrow. It's good to see you too." Oh god. Jonathon, I'm so happy you're here." She said into my chest."No," I said and she looked up at me, eyes wide. "I'm not Jonathon tonight, you're not Ann. No games. No practice dummy. We are who we. She told me she needed her night gown. When she opened the lid, she looked straight at the dildo, it was left were I had found it. She quickly turned and looked at me. She asked if I saw that when I got the toilet bag out. No reason to deny it, so I told her yes. This time it was Mary who was embarrassed. She mumbled something about that she thought she would be alone in the room all weekend. I smiled at her and told her she could still use it if she wanted to. I could look the other way. Mary. There was a secret drawer that was not completely closed. She knelt down and pulled it open. Brenda smiled at the stacks of money and piles of gems filling the drawer. ?Got you!?The beautiful reporter stood up and smiled to herself as she debated her options. As she was doing this someone grabbed her from behind, pulling her arms back and pressing a foul smelling cloth into her face.?MMMMPHHH!? Brenda screamed into the drug soaked rag as she struggled to get free. She pulled and twisted but.