" I showered at night, and had already finished getting ready for bed at this point. I, like an average human, showered once a day. He finished shower...ng, toweled off, and came to bed. "Well someone decided to come to bed naked - what's the occasion?" I giggled and cuddled up to him, resting my head on his shoulder. "Oh, you know, just so tickled to be going back to work tomorrow - figured I would give myself a celebratory jack off tonight!" He jokingly played with his flaccid penis and shut. I was ... unacceptable ... as a potential mate for Miss September!But I wasn’t stupid.“Thank you,” I said.“However...” said Shirley, “there are going to have to be some changes. I will not have you impregnate my daughter in the future, either accidentally or on purpose. Is that clear?”“Yes ma’am.” I held up my hands as her frown deepened. “I’m sorry. I was taught to say that. I’ll try harder. And you’re no old lady by any stretch of the imagination, so don’t think that’s what I think.”Shirley. He had lost his wife to cancer, and said he hadn't had sex for a year. Walter set us up in a very nice hotel in Vegas. Walter said he wanted me to be a high class hooker, not like my mom, whom he suggested was a common whore. That startled me and Walter noticed. "Yes, your mother has done some work for me in Vegas. I want your first experience as an escort to be, the best," as he put it. I wore typical teenage clothes, denim cutoffs, a tight fitting t-shirt, and no underwear. But of course, I. But that dint work. Then she said he must be hungry and asked me whether I could get her night gown from the bath. I said sure and went to the bathroom.There I found her gown along with her bra and panties. My hands started shivering as I touched her undergarments. They were so warm, that I knew she was wearing them from the morning. I could smell sweat on them. That drove me crazy. Somehow I managed to be in control and picked up the gown and went back. She took it from my hand and was about.