?” Liang didn’t know the word.“Pimp,” Eloise said in English. “No.”“So you just...”“Approach them. Older gentlemen. When my money ra...n out. The money I stole from my fucking step father.”“He raped you?”Eloise nodded, her eyes pooling. “He was nice. He’d touch my face. Call me pretty. Then I guess he couldn’t hold back his desire. He ... actually prepared me. I mean he forced himself on me but ... he went down on me first. Made me nearly cum. Got me wet. Then fucked me. It hurt, but I guess it. After a long and arduous work week, I just wanted to forget my problems and listen to some music.When I punched out, I made my way home to shower and shave, then I walked down the block to my favorite watering hole. I walked in to "Tex's Bar and Grill" and I didn't even have time to put my ass in the stool before Milly, the barmaid had my draft beer and Crown Royal on the rocks in front of me.I figured I would sit and drown my sorrows with a private celebration before the holiday. Easter Sunday. It was quiet along the path as I peddled my bike slowly along, looking for the exact location where these secret rendez-vous take happen. On one of the benches facing the river, sat an older man in a button-up shirt and khaki shorts, relaxing with his arm d****d over the back of the bench. He was looking down the path and watched me the whole time as I rode up. We made eye contact and he smiled at me and I thought as I applied the breaks to slow down - I sure hope this is the right spot! I got. "Now fuck off out of here pantyboy," she said, "and never touch my underwear ever again".I heard her mocking laughter as I ran down the hall the bedroom in which I was staying. To say I was terrified was an understatement; I was so scared she would tell everyone about my perversion. Days, then weeks passed and nothing happened. Whenever I met Abbey she would snigger at me but never bought up the day she caught me. I wondered why she had the ultimate degradation to inflict on me but didn't. Then.