“What do you think?” Michelle asked as she twirled the little outfit.“Very nice,” said Kate “I gather you are taking the 2 pm appointment?�... Again her tone was cool.Michelle nodded. “It should be fun. The Gentlemen’s fee is yours though, it’s kind of hot getting pimped.”“In that case Michelle I'm more than happy to pimp that sweet ass of yours. Fancy some wine?” Kate accepted Michelle’s olive branch.The set up ran smoothly. Karen's next 'gentlemen' arrived. Kate saw to business, invited him to. "Feels real." he declared. "Maybe its designed to bust or something." Testing his theory Casey flexed his finger in and out of the rubber."Fuck!" Avian abruptly cried out dropping the box of hair spray she had been shelving. Its contents spilling out to roll across the floor.Picking up one of the escaping cylinders Kenneth reached out to hand it back to Avian. Only to find she was far too distracted gasping in pleasure to care. Confused Kenneth looked to his brother for help.Casey shrugged his. They cheered and whooped as Millie arched her back and shivered with it, fat ass quivering and eyes shut tight. She didn’t even try to hide it. Her pretty hands grasped blindly at the stage, and she looked around her, squint-eyed and grimacing, at the howling crowd as she gasped and quivered and came naked in front of them all. She swung her tits, brushing the hardwood stage with her nipples, and she grimaced and shuddered in her orgasm as the audience cheered her on. Finally, instead of. She worked in a whore house (or as we used to call them in those days - a house of ill repute!) in the red light district of a large city. She had me when she was only s*******n and we lived in the brothel together for many years.As for my quality of life growing up, well, opinion is usually divided on that subject. There is the obvious, puritanical view that living where I did must have corrupted me from an early age and damaged me for life. On the other hand, of course, as a teenager, I saw.