Her job was to bring in customers and she did it well. The fact that she loved flirting with every man, knowing that they wanted her, never hurt her p...rformances. She quickly learned that the more she flirted with the men, the nicer their presents to her became. One night a few weeks after she started work at Rosa’s, a young drifter named Ragan came strolling into the cantina during one of Faleena’s performances. He was like a dozen others already there: long sleeve shirt topped with a leather. He grabbed his jacket and took out the keys and rushed to lock the door. Seeing him in panic almost; I could not resist look at his beautiful and fuck able ass, commenting that his ass was so good, making me want to have it since ever while Sir Bailey told me that I was amazing and he always thought of me as being bi curious. I smiled. Now he wanted me to move back into his office section in the back of the chamber where he could lock the door from the inside and draw all the curtains as well. Good, a silly name, had a human sexuality class that needed astudent volunteer. He looked at the reward that it offered. There wereonly two tabs left.He checked to see if the payment was actually written on the paperwork.It was rather easy to see at the end of the slip. "$250 for one class."Greg smiled to himself. When you attended college what you always neededwas a little extra money. Or sometimes a lot of extra money. Greg hadseen the cost of books for this semester and was sure that any. And I’ve forgiven them. I’m trying to give them a chance to make amends and start fresh. Not canceling the tradition, but from now on ... being honest and open about it from the beginning of any serious relationship. What say you, Horace, Enid?” I turned to my in-laws now.“Well, you’re right. I didn’t think about it in terms of how it would affect you in that sense, nor did Enid, I guess. Just please ... understand. This is a beautiful family tradition, originally intended as a surprise ... a.