Kash ki hum saath me kuch aur waqt bita paate. But mera stop aa gya”. Isse pehle ki wo bus se utarti maine unse number mang liya.Wo thodi hairan hui...aur boli, “Mai kisi anjaan ko apna number nahi deti. But tum nice ladke ho isliye mera number rakh sakte ho”. Number dene ke baad wo utar gayi. Mere man me unke sath sex ka koi vichar nahi tha.Par agle hi din ek english movie ne meri thinking badal di. Usme dikhaya ki kaise ek young ladke aur uski pados wale aunty ke bich saririk sambandh hue. Is. But pride demanded that he have pay stubs to send his father. Having earned so much of his educational costs himself via his outstanding grades and his excellent performance as a member of both the swim team and the diving team, his goal was to have his father writing more in checks to him than he had to send to his school. Exactly how he was going to accomplish that, he wasn't sure yet, but Marc wasn't one to let much stand in his way once he set his sights on something. When he was being. You’re really good with people.” “I can’t really see myself in a management position, I couldn’t even organize that Memorial Day picnic.” “I’ll probably end up welding or swinging a pick-axe in the new tunnels.” “Next!” a sharp voice interrupted their conversation. A quick intake of breath came from Alan’s gut and he stepped forward to the woman distributing the designations. “Name?” “Richardson.” Her long nails clicked hurriedly across the keyboard. “You’ve been assigned to food production. Go. “Val,” my name was a whispered plea. I knew what he wanted and it killed him to admit it. With out another word I closed the distance between us and lifted up on my toes to kiss his cheek. “Come on,” I took his hand and lead him toward the elevator. Leo pressed the up button and put his hand on the small of my back a thrill of electricity shot through me. I really did love being a whore. Nothing in the world exited me more then having a customer use my body for their ultimate pleasure. .