He was my first in a lot of things, just as I was his first. When we began learning about the opposite sex, he and I were paired up. That was back bef...re my secondary sexual charactristics began budding, i.e. pubic hair and boobs. There isn't much to see when you're that age, and we sort of looked, noted, and ignored. I was a girl, and I was shaped this way, he was a boy, and he was shaped that way. Big deal.We hung together a lot. Call it natural attraction or something. You saw this a lot.. If you don't please me I'll beat you. If you try to escape I'll have you flogged to death. Understand?" Yes, Master," Nahla replied."Get on with it, then." Master," she asked cautiously, "Where is the eunuch?" Eunuch? Eunuch? I keep no eunuchs. I live alone and you are my only slave. You must do everything," replied the old man.Nahla worked and worked and by the time the evening meal was ready, the little house looked rather better. The dust was gone, and the detritus of past meals had been. It was a little difficult because he not only stumbled into about every piece of furniture in the dorm room as he took off his clothes but he also turned on the light and even started talking to me. I really didn't want get in a conversation with him. I didn't like him when he was sober and I liked him much less when he was drunk.I guess he didn't like being ignored because he got increasingly abusive. The more abusive he got, though, the more I resolved to continue to ignore him. And, as I. Yes, they met Brian at the swingers' club and had been at his pool party. And yes, they had been coerced in one way or another to be escorts. Finally, Gail asked them if they intended on continuing with their after hours activities. All but one said yes. The money was good and a lot of times it was fun. In fact, three of them admitted it was a lot better than having sex with their husbands.One evening at dinner, Gail said, "Grant, what do you think of us quietly keeping Brian's escort service.