”“I have too. Now I want to see it without a mirror. C'mon, bro. It's not like I'm going to tell anyone.”Even though I knew Randy's logic was...completely wrong, it made some kind of sense. Plus, I had been close enough that I would have a bad case of blue balls in the morning if I stopped now. “What do you want me to do?”“I don't know.... Just sit on the edge of your bed and whip it out.”I decided I could do that. I had been thinking about hot, curvy, blond Chelsea, the girl that sat next. Experienced sex workers respond that anonymity will be easier to preserve if she works independently, rather than through an agency, and warn her that she is entering a crowded market. The stress of living a double life should not be underestimated, they caution, and it will not be easy money.Many of those contributing to such discussions hold other jobs, often part-time, and tout the merits of a steady source of additional income and something innocuous to put on a CV. Sarah says her escort. This was pure sexual adrenalin and I was wanting it more.Hius slaps came in quick hard rtotation,first one cheek then the other and my pussy was wetter than the ocean.As if he sensed this he stopped his chastising and his hand ran between my legs.He did not enter me though he just smothered those juices all over my inner legs and tickled my clit with his index finger."Ssaha,this is not meant to be a reward,it's punishment Girl".Again"Yes sir",but my head was screaming punish me some more sir. I hear Nick's breathing change as soon as he drifts off to sleep. I lay there trying hard to sleep. I struggle at the ropes a few times and before I know it I am asleep. I wake several times through the night. Before I know it the room is starting to get light. I know I haven't slept well, but I do feel rested. I listen for Nick to start to wake up. I wonder what time it is. I listen to the traffic outside. I still cannot tell. I am not use to the noises here. If it were at my house I would.