I had to admit it was pretty amazing but I didn’t want to discuss it. I figured it was a one time thing and we could move on and forget about it. I ...ould like to say that was the end of it but I would be wrong. I guess I just wanted to trust that he loved me and would be good to me. It turned out that Terry had more plans for me and it wasn’t about trust or love, it was about taking advantage.We were out a few days later having some drinks at Terry’s favorite bar. I was sitting at a table. But the Gilmore Girls had given me good advice. Whether in school, in the Army, at a job, I often learned something just by listening. And showing an interest in others.And that applied to the Indianapolis whores too. Especially, in some cases, to the whores. At first, I was like most kids, all fire and hurry and no idea what I was doing. But by 14, 15, around in there, I remembered the advice from the Gilmore Girls. And started asking, “What do you like?”Most whores were startled — most of. He pulled my top off and pulled my trousers to to ground.im squirming now and getting wetter....then he removed all my clothes and pushed my face onto his hard throbbing cock,pushing it as far back as he could,pinching my nipples between his fingers,god it turns me on.he sat in my chair and i sat astride his hard cock,mmmmmm it fitted so well in my wet pussy,i started to ride him groaning as he forced it and grabbed my arse .he slapped my arse as he looked at me sitting on his throbbing. He had somehowbeen stricken dumb. Turning to Samantha, he saw that she was suffering fromthe same problem. She too coughed and wheezed and still found speechimpossible.Then a realization sank in and they both looked at Victoria. Robert's wifewas grinning from ear to ear."Pretty neat, don't you think?" Victoria asked them rhetorically. "Of courseit's nothing compared to what I can do. Or should I say what I will do." Shewalked towards them confidently."You," she said to Robert. "You go sit in.