We start talking, and one thing leads to another,” Betty smiled.She typically had four to five customer sessions a day. Most men wanted kinky sex. A...few of them wanted rough sex.The ones who had weird or exotic requests were the ones that fascinated Tucker. He wasn’t sure what his Aunt was doing in the bedroom with them. He sometimes asked her about them.There was one day, Betty came walking out of her bedroom wearing a pair of bunny ears. She had dark makeup on her nose to give the impression. Cinnamon, of course, had a story about how she’d attempted to seduce Dag and when she found out he was with me, had decided on a threesome that never quite materialized.Lars talked about commanding Dag in the Navy and then waiting for him to show up in class at the college.I told about tailing him in Las Vegas for three days and having to intentionally blow my cover so he’d discover me. It was also my first introduction to his heart condition as he had an attack that evening.In all, we talked. .. ," I was starting to worry and tugging at my front hem to make it look longer in grim hope that this wasn't going where I feared it would go.He pressed on without listening. "Regulations are very clear, Belinda. Your hem line must be no more than 4 inches above the knee, measured from the floor at a kneel."My dress was higher than that even before the booby-fairy visited me. Now it was a subject waaaaay beyond doubt, but as he was saying it he reached back to his desk for a ruler. This was. . . . . . .I woke around mid morning with a raging hard on and a mild headache. Sun poured through the curtains covering the sliding glass door that led to the patio. I looked at the clock and saw I had a few hours before noon when Ashley might knock for her shoe. I planned to invite her in and I wanted to tidy up a bit and make sure everything was welcoming for her. After an aspirin, a shot of whiskey, a shower and a shave, I dressed in shorts and a tee to do some furniture moving. The.