“What is it, I’m really in a hurry?” She could sense immediately that he was very uncomfortable, and her demeanor softened somewhat as he stumbl...d on.“Well uh, you see, I represent the Acme Lingerie Company, and we have the finest line of fine lingerie made in America today, and if I could just take a minute of your time I’m sure that it will be time well spent.” After giving him another glance once over she asked gently. “Isn’t this really a job for a woman, I mean this is kind of a personal. “I’m the same when I’ve got a lot on my mind,” I said comfortingly, “But I find that masturbation is one of the best ways of relaxing and getting off to sleep so maybe that could help.”He looked a bit shocked at my forthright suggestion, but I said that I was quite serious. “I’m sure I read somewhere that the feeling of euphoria when you cum causes your brain to release endorphins that help you to sleep.”“I can’t argue with that,” he said, “Maybe I should finish my beer and give it a try when I. It was not difficult for me to understand that; they were an old gay couple and although I had heard of so many such people around but never came across anyone. I joined them and got comfortable, but I asked them to tell me in detail about themselves, if they want to me to feel comfortable, and I will tell their story in the next part but for now I found them very excited and after listening to their story I got excited and it was already nine at night. We all went in to the bathroom and before. ‘A job’s a job. Not that you’d know anything about that.’ Betty spotted the pile of underwear on the floor and felt ill. How long had her childhood friend been selling herself? She quickly thought back to all of the times that Eugenia claimed to be unavailable in the evenings, and how she never seemed to give much of a reason for it. How, shortly after her mother passed away, she began peddling Tijuana bibles to the boys at school, and flirting with nearly anything that moved. Back then, Betty.