It was a small vibrator that she could wear and it had a small remote that controlled it. May looked at it and bit her lip. That’d be coming home wi...h her as well. “Umm. That's perfect. Miranda? This may be an odd question but.. how do you address someone when you can't use their name?” She looked at the younger girl curiously before asking, “Within a Dominant/submissive dynamic? Oh spring flower, you were gawking at a plastic toy not five minutes ago. You have so much to learn. If you. " "One last point. The female masseuses can, of course, fake everything and tell the men what they want to hear. You can't do that. Your cock is the gauge of your enthusiasm. Being hard or semi-hard will definitely help you getting a generous tip. So I suggest that you take it easy on sex or masturbation. And please dress in gym shorts and t-shirt, no underwear. Any questions?" "No, I'm ready," I replied. A couple of days later I had my first customer, a woman in her forties. I introduced. She stuck her chest out to cool down and i got hotter just then. my loose little basketball shots had no chance of hiding my erection from her. she instantly looked down and saw it pointing up at her. saying nothing, she smiled at me and blushed again. "someone getting excited?" i nodded and blushed too, holding my head down to hide when i see a slight damp on her shorts and her legs glistening with her pussy juices. "I'm not the only one" i said in a sultry tone."i just broke up with my. I drank. It tasted awful, but strong.I was halfway through my makeshift drink when my cell rang again. This would be Tabb, begging me to come back."Hello," I said.It was Karissa."Hi," she said. "Tabb sent me home. Where are you?"I told her about Tabb's call."I didn't think he had the balls," I said. "I thought if we fucked him, that would be it." Are you drunk?" she asked.I looked into my drink. Do I sound that drunk?"Not yet," I said, drinking again. "I can't believe we fucked him for.