All that, and worst, has happened here. They have no choice but to do as they are told. Times they enjoy themselves are few and far between. It is not...common for them to be with a man who truly likes women. I believe you are the first to ask me if they were all right.’ ‘You are a refreshing joy. What is your name?’ ‘My name translates into ‘Summer.’ Please call me that. Officially, I am a lower level servant. I’m not supposed to initiate any conversations, only listen, respond and obey.’ ‘I am. .. appointment at the University. I may not make it back in time.”“Oh,” she shrugged. “Well, if you do, we’ll be out on the beach at noon. Opposite the hotel.”“Thanks. I’m Joshua, by the way.”“Yael,” she smiled.I pushed my way through the narrow, twisting concrete corridors of a nondescript university building, following a hand-drawn map penned by the third student I had asked for directions. Posters for academic groups and protests climbed the walls, plastered over each other.I turned left,. Like most men he always had the 'urge', but knew his urges would never be met by his wife anymore. Their rendezvous was nothing out of the ordinary, it never was. James was a 'vanilla' man, just normal missionary position sex was good enough for him. And of course, the obligatory 'blowjob' was also performed by Mercedes. Mercedes was paid £250 for this. Easy money she thought for thirty minutes work. Money well spent, thought James. Next stop the dentist...Mercedes hated having a late dental. Did I have any say regarding losing my virginity? Or taking hers, for that matter? Not really, other than to warn her not to play around with me too much, her answer being that she’d felt my boner a million times. It was definitely not a million times and it had always been through my pants.Susan and Andrew made it look so wild, but as the two of us were starting from scratch, we’d things to work out, how to line ourselves up, for example.I’d the idea that I should be on top, but realized she.