” “They can afford to give us new laptops, but they won’t pay to fix the door!”Padma had finally made it inside and was complaining on her way...to her desk. Admiring the firm roundness under Padma’s form-tailored business suit, Nasim slowly made his way to her desk.“This came for you today by special messenger,” he smiled, holding out a large envelope. Curious, Padma tore it open immediately.“Wow,” she said, looking up at Nasim. “They actually read my proposal. They want me to give a. I guess that’d make someone the opposite of me seem really sexy to Michelle.“How old is he? Good looking?” I asked.“He’s probably in his mid-forties. Yeah, he’s handsome, and yes I enjoyed him – a lot. He’s the kind of guy I imagined and hoped to have as a client. Oh, one more little thing. Yes, he knows I’m married… and he gave me five-thousand dollars for the night.”My jaw dropped open. He’d more than tripled her fee! Michelle had started her escort service for two reasons: She wanted to make. I hadn't really realized I was being lead around like a cow to slaughter. She made me feel beautiful and sexy, and like it was a natural thing to dress sexily for a job. What I failed to remember is her major in college, other than men, was psychology. She knew what she needed to say and how to act to get me where she wanted me.We finished the morning by having lunch at a club near her offices. That afternoon she had me trying on everything. A couple of times she had me model for whomever was. Finally my parents enrolled me for maths tuition. My tuition sir was a maths professor in school and he used to take tuition in his house. I had the company of one more girl and 3 boys.My maths tutor was a bit bad tempered and he not only shouted at us but also fought with his wife in front of us. His wife was very beautiful. Her name was Swati and she was a housewife. Her stats measured approximately to 36-32-40. Her ass was super cool and I couldn’t believe me being a girl was attracted.