Our mutual friend Mary was a slut of the worst sort, but she was extremely giving in the sense of making certain we both experienced proper releases w...en push came to shove.The (ever ready to copulate) Mary called Maggie early the next Saturday to ask us to help make her cousin Amy feel welcome in the big city because she was dreadfully shy and had grave misgivings about meeting new boys with dirty thoughts about making inexperienced girls do things they had never done before. I listened to the. ........but sometimes his cock is too big and too hard, Bruce touching him.....and I can't get the zipper over it.....................but I want to touchand I pull his dick out...................... and I look at it...................and I tell the boy what a lovely big dick he has.................and I start kissing him again.................ummmmmm.............but this time, I rub my fingers around his dick head..........usually, by this time, Bruce, he is so fuckin'hard.........and I start. I coped with prostitution without becoming drug or alcohol dependent or mentally ill. At least, not very. Nevertheless I sat in the bedroom many evenings after a bruising shift unable to decide whether to paint my nails or slit my wrists.- - - - - - -Grown adept at using dungeon equipment and strap-on dildos, inured to sex with Uta and other girls, I grew emotionally numb. Care of body and clothes became mechanical, a daily ritual. Helping the others with hair and makeup and fake tan, soaking. As the applause died down her young teenaged blond assistant dressed in a simple long white dress, followed her on carrying her vilon; she stood slightly behind Kim as to not obscure the talented soloist from her adoring audience.To the onlookers Kim seemed unusually nervous as she raised her hands and took hold of the cord around the neck of her cloak. She slowly pulled on the cord; there was a gasp from the audience as the cloak parted. The reason for her nervousness was revealed to everyone.