"Do you pleasure yourself with your fingers? Do you use a dildo?" I asked. I stared into her eyes. Her jaw tightened. Her eyes flickered. I could see ... twinkle in her eye."You heard me?" she stated softly. "Were you listening to me," she asked."That's not the question Mom," I said. "I asked you if you came," I repeated again."Get off to school Baby," she growled. "That's not really your business now is it?" she continued."Mom, answer my question. Did you cum?" I again asked. I sat, softly. Calling her a whiny little lesbian behind her back! For two fucking weeks! She didn't break her contract! She fucking saved her fucking life!" Why didn't she tell me?" Sophie asked, trembling at Melissa's unprecedented anger and intensity.Melissa shrugged. "Probably a couple reasons. She already felt like she was asking a lot getting escorts and didn't want to come off further as a whiner. And/or she was afraid you wouldn't listen." Why am I here, Melissa?" Sophie asked tremulously. "Why did. She’d also gone out with my friend Ken, even though he was much older – she was about 18, he was 25. I knew he funked her as well, but he didn’t share details. Ken was having a party at his place one night. On the way over, Tina mentioned that she wasn’t going to drink. ‘C’mon, there’s no way you’re going to make it til the end of the party without drinking’ I said back to her. She boldly said ‘I’ll bet you that if I drink tonight, I’ll make out with you!’ My heart started racing, and I got. ’ ‘No it didn’t, by the time I got him loaded into the car, the girls were gone.’ ‘What, did you plan to go negotiate a better deal,’ Richard replied. ‘No, I just wanted to talk to them.’ ‘What, ask them out on a date? Hell they’re strippers.’ ‘Fuck you Richard, you’re as bad as Mike.’ I walked away and before I reached my desk, I had formulated a plan. Plain and simple, I’d just have to return to the club tonight and find out when the girls would start dancing. Then I could come back and at.