"But let's have it in the garden, after all it's going to be our last night there"Together Jill and I watched as she walked back into the bar to buy t...he champagne, hips swinging provocatively beneath the tight black skirt and I thought back to when I'd met her outside the prison, a timid, downtrodden statistic with no mind of her own and no will at all of her own, I remembered how she'd cried when I gave her the money I'd saved to let her buy some new clothes and all the other little things. She started to show pictures in another magazine and asked me “Do you like it? “ I said “yes” She showed more photos slowly she put her hand in edge of the table where my hard cock was touching. She was touching my cock. I didn’t object because I felt good. The bus came I went to home.Next day she gave me another magazine from which she kept hidden inside the table cloth. It was a porn magazine. I was seeing a porn magazine for first time. She showed me the nude photos in it. My cock was. “Is there anything else I can get you?”“No, thank you,” said Joanna, at which the woman turned and left.“Aren’t we supposed to tip her?” I asked.“Normally hotel staff are quite blatant about soliciting tips, but she didn’t give me a chance,” said Joanna.I was rather grateful: tipping hotel staff was an expense I hadn’t reckoned on.We removed the covers off the food platters and looked at what Marcus and Cayenne had ordered. They’d both chosen the soup for starters. For main course, one had. She apologized and told me that when she was at her sleep-over with the girls from her volleyball team, they were talking about boys, sex, and blow jobs. (Now, if we didn’t have such a close relationship, I don’t think I would have ever had this conversation with her.) She said that she was asked if she had seen a real dick before. She told them she hadn’t and they started teasing her about how late she was and so forth. Then they started talking about oral sex and blow jobs came up. My.