"So how did you make the transition from having sex with your bosses to becoming a courtesan?" Looking at me with a puzzled expression, Kelly asked, "Why do you keep using the word courtesan?" "I thought that was the term you and your fellow workers preferred." "It was. It makes what we do seem almost elegant, but why would you use it? I'd think you'd choose a word like hooker or even whore." "Those words are pejoratives,...

I awoke the next morning alone in the bed. Sitting up, I looked around. Slowly I remembered where I was. I saw that my clothes were neatly folded on Amy's dresser. I got up, used the lavatory and took a quick shower. After I showered I noticed a tooth brush, tooth paste, shaving cream and a razor lying next to one of the sinks with a note that said, Michael, these are for you. I shaved, brushed my teeth, dressed and went...

Amy took a moment to think and then she began. "I was born in Kansas City, Missouri. While I've never met my father I know he was rich. My mother told me about him. His father owned several car dealerships in Kansas City. He dated my mother during the summer after they graduated from high school. My mom was attracted to his wealth. He drove a hot sports car, dressed to the nines, bought my mom expensive presents and took...

That night, I stayed at a Motel 6 outside of Palm Springs, California. There was a steak house near the motel. I had a small sirloin and a salad for dinner. After dinner, I returned to my motel and logged on to the Internet. There was an email from Jeanne. I opened it. "Dear Michael, I am safely at home. Thank you for a wonderful weekend. As soon as I arrived home, I called the girls and told them about our plans for Chri...

"So when did you first get involved with Martin Jackson?" "Involved?" "You know what I mean." "You know about that?" "He told me." "When?" "Today." Kelly stared at me for a moment and then she shook her head. "Today? You really talked to Martin today? I know you mentioned it before, but I don't understand. How did it happen?" "When you're done telling me about the past year, I'll tell you about my day. Right now it's time...

I parked my car in the driveway rather than pulling it into the garage. I didn't live in this house anymore. Using the garage seemed inappropriate. I got out of my car and walked up the side walk. At the front door I started to take out my key but stopped. Using my key wasn't appropriate either. Instead, I rang the door bell. I heard footsteps inside and then the front door opened. Kelly looked beautiful. It was a chilly...

We smiled at each other and then Jeanne gave me another quick kiss and asked, "Are you ready to try a little butt fucking?" "I am, but before we start I have another suggestion to make." "What is it?" "If you really are going to be Trent Peter's slut, don't you think you should let him have your rear too?" "No, Michael, I want to reserve that for you. You gave me permission to lick his ass. That's enough." "Jeanne, I appr...

Jeanne stood up, walked over to the dresser and opened her purse. "What are you doing?" Ignoring my question, Jeanne said, "Turn on your computer." "Okay." I got up, walked over to the desk and switched on my computer. As the computer was booting up Jeanne joined me. I noticed that she was holding the small cloth tape measure that she always carried in her purse. I smiled. "Are you going to measure me?" "Damn right I am....

Jeanne kissed me and said, "Michael, I'm starving and I'll bet you are too." "I am." "Got any ideas about dinner?" "How about some seafood? That is the Pacific Ocean out there." "That's a wonderful idea. Do you know any good restaurants?" "There's a very nice sea food cafe on Geary Street." "Is that very far away?" "Maybe a mile." "Is it fancy?" "Do you want fancy? If you do we can go the Cliff House. It's at the bottom o...

The next morning I was up at 6:00. I was anxious to see if Ruth and Jeanne had responded to my email. Ruth and Jeanne were in the central time zone. I was in the Pacific zone. At home it was 8:00 AM. Ruth would just be getting to work. The previous day, I'd sent my email at 4:00 PM Pacific time. By then Ruth had probably already gone home for the day. This morning she would most likely tend to the firm's business before s...

At 7:00 the next morning, I was on the road. It was the 21st of August. I took Interstate 90 west and reached Rapid City, South Dakota at suppertime. Tired and ready to stop, I found a Motel 6, checked in and got directions to a local steak house. While I had a budget of one hundred dollars a day for motels, I knew that there would occasionally be times when I both wanted and needed to stay in an expensive hotel. Motel 6'...

The next morning I slept until 7:00. Sleeping past 6:00 was rare for me. It had been a tough week. I needed the rest. After a quick shower I dressed and left for my office. Even though I was planning to talk to Jeanne in the afternoon, I kept my motel room. I wasn't certain when I'd be ready to move back home. I was hungry. Breakfast was my first priority. I drove by Lyle’s Cafe. It was Saturday morning. It was crowded. I...

I spent the remainder of the night in the parking lot of a suburban shopping mall. I didn't get much rest. I was much too upset to sleep. I had a membership at the local YMCA. They opened at 6:00 AM. As soon the sun came up I drove over there and took a shower. After I cleaned up I walked across the street to the Tip Top Cafe and ordered a ranch breakfast. By the time I was finished eating it was 7:30. I needed to call my...

I was up at 6:00 the next morning. Amazingly, I'd slept through the night. Feeling somewhat revitalized, I dressed, stopped at Lyle's Cafe for a quick breakfast and went into work. I was in my office at 7:15. As soon as I sat down at my desk, I took out my cell phone and turned it on. It was time to reopen communication with the world. I had six messages. The first three were from Jeanne. They were all pleas to call her s...

Standing huddled in the doorway to Smithson's Jewelry Store trying to weather the bitterly cold north wind was difficult enough. Reliving the memory of that awful night when I finally reached the inescapable conclusion that Kelly had fallen in love with another man made it even more unbearable. I remembered crying for over an hour. When I finally stopped crying I was still heartsick, but I was able to pull myself back tog...