For being gentle with me.”“Anytime.” I replied. “I was wondering how you were doing. You hadn’t said anything more about it.”“I’m good...” she replied. “Kinda sore, though. I wasn’t really expecting that, but it’s going away. I want to do it some more.” She smiled shyly as she said this last.She stood from putting plates in the dishwasher and kissed me abruptly.“How about now? I have to get a shower before we leave, anyway.” Her hand slid down and caressed my stiffening cock thru my shorts. I. Her parents were out of town for a month. It was just Tanisha and her brother living alone. So she asked me to come over for a few days, and we’d have some fun. This actually came as a blessing for me because I was really bored. I quickly packed some clothes and essentials, and off I went.She lived just an hour’s drive from my place. So I took the car. I reached on Friday evening, and she welcomed me wholeheartedly. It had been quite a while since I last saw her. We were very close in college.. ." I muttered.'You don't actually think that you're the only one who feels this way, do you? Has it ever occurred to you that they see you in the exact same way you see them?'"I didn't set out to hurt them. I didn't kidnap them or threaten them or try to kill them. Hell, I didn't even know who they were until they started after me."'Ignorance isn't much of a defense as defenses go. But I get your point. Try and look at things from their perspective though... there they were, walking what they. When I went in for an interview I was hired after only five minutes of talking. My boss was seemingly nice, but something did seem off. I was young, and didn't pay much mind to it. I quickly got started. It was slow at first though, I was weaned in. I got simple easy dates, they were all nice though. I got paid nicely, and enjoyed it. It wasn't until I met Mr. Carson that things started changing. I had been working as an escort for almost eight months and figured it really didn't involve sex,.