CHAPTER ONE... The Present...​ The cold, wet washcloth between my legs felt good against my used and slightly bruised pussy lips. 'Just-Call-Me-Jim' had been a vigorous lover. Looking into the bathroom mirror, I couldn't see any more cum on my pussy and thighs, and I adjusted my dress. After another look in the mirror to make certain I'd cleaned my face of all traces of sex, I did a quick touch-up of my make-up. Straighte...

Chapter 17... The Present... Danny sat in thought, processing all I'd told him. “So, you’ve been lying to your parents for almost a year, and then to me…” “Danny,” I shut off the hair blower and looked at him. “I know you have trust issues but the only thing I’ve ever lied to you about is what I do to make money. And, frankly, that wasn’t really a lie. It was just none of your damned business.” Danny watched for a while a...

Chapter Nineteen Eight Months Past... "Do you want the appointments," Marla asked. Marla was tempting me with another offer of what I called 'Cinderella Dates' because they ended at midnight. Marla really wanted me to accept more 'dates' because she charged more. One date made Marla, and me, much more than two daytime appointments. She was offering me three! I was tempted. Very tempted. It was three weeks after I'd had my...

Chapter 5... Nine Months Past... Dawdling in the hotel's hallway, I felt as nervous as I had the first time I'd been sent to meet a client. Glancing at my watch I saw more seconds I was being billed for tick past. Mustering my nerve, I tapped on the door. The woman who answered looked to be in her mid-twenties. Her beauty was astonishing. I shouldn't have been so surprised. Marla ran a small and exclusive service. She onl...

The Present... I'm late...I'm late...I'm late...I'm so late! That thread kept repeating in my head over and over again as I waited for the elevator. I'd just left the office of my last client of the day. An appointment usually lasts for an hour or less when I'm asked to meet a client at their office. Plenty of time to grope me, fuck me, and still leave time for me to clean up. A nice Nooner. Today's client kept me for alm...

Chapter Seven... The Present... Leaning over the sink to get a better look at my face in the mirror, I used a damp washcloth to remove the last traces of cum from my face. Why some men liked to come on my face baffled me. Baffled me but didn't disgust me. Actually, though cum in the eyes stung, I preferred it when a client came in my mouth or on my face instead of between my legs when I was in a hurry. Cleanup went much f...

Chapter Three Nine Months Past... I'd been meeting with clients for a couple of weeks when I got a text from Marla asking for a face-to-face after satisfying my last client. Marla had been great about letting me stash newly bought clothes and shoes in boxes I was stacking in the storage closet next to her office. There was no way I could explain these expensive and very risqué clothes to my mom. Dresses showing so much bo...

Chapter Fifteen... The Present... “WHAT DO YOU TWO WANT?” After my yell there was complete silence outside our door. Amber and Brie were no doubt wondering whether to answer or flee. Perhaps I overreacted? My only excuse was that I'd reached my limit of ‘almost’ having sex! Poised above me, Danny froze like a deer caught in headlights. My hand released the cock whose tip I'd just positioned between my pussy lips. The cock...