I required them to book hotels for me to meet them and would set up a time to get together between my other scheduled events. Not all of the guys were...easy on the eye and many were the stereotypical porn surfers that still lived at home, but as long as they paid me through my online account, I didn’t care. I was fucking or sucking at least one person per day, but on most days, I was with at least 2 or 3 on average. Even though I was now a porn star, I was still living my life as a hooker.. Back at Chrissy’s house, I went into Chrissy’s mom’s office and sat in the chair I used when I visited. I didn’t say anything, just sat. I let those in the room get uncomfortable before I got up to head home.“David,” Chrissy’s mom said as I opened the door. “I did have my team follow you to keep you safe and watch for those who might try to intercept you.”“As much as I might want to believe that, after the data I saw, I know those children would be kidnapped and taken from anywhere I put them. It was large and deep with a small diving board at one end. On one side there was a section that extended out beyond the main body of the pool, forming an area that was long and straight for swimming laps. I went to the end and pushed off. I struck out and swam eight or ten laps of freestyle as hard as I could, enjoying the exertion and the sensation of the water surging around my body. As I reached the end I saw Clare sitting on the edge of the pool dangling her feet in the water, watching me. My wife wearing a low cut top and dark slacks and me a dress shirt and tie with black pants. We entered the restaurant and were seated, to my surprise, right behind Leslee and her husband, with my wife and him back to back leaving Leslee and I to look at each other the whole time.Our meals were fantastic but the view I had was better. Being able to look into Leslee's eyes and see the lust stored up there was driving me crazy. She teased me through out the meal. eating everything very.