”“What are you getting at, Herold?”“How much do you make at the college?”“About four grand per semester.”“I think you could make much ...more as an escort.”“An escort? You are kidding, of course.”“You are sexy with a great body and know how to turn a guy into a fucking savage. I know a few guys that wouldn't think twice about paying you for sex. Their dads send them a generous allowance every month. You wouldn't want them to waste it on beer and inexperienced college girls, right?”I laughed. “Of. "I'm not sold yet, Laura, but I have just a few more questions." Frank made a check mark motion to our waitress and downed the last of his bourbon. "Why don't we continue this discussion at the club I belong. I'm sure we can finish up there."I had no idea what this club was or what he had in mind, but I knew his company, what they offered, and just how much I would like to have that contract. Susan gave me a resigned look and shrugged her shoulders. "Ok, Frank, you're on, but just the one. His pain threshold, so endearingly low. I move to his front, pulling him up by his hair as I examine his beautiful face, monitoring him closely. His hair is slightly damp with sweat and his eyes are a little bloodshot. He’s gasping, sucking the gag in and out frantically as he fights to slow his breath. Trust me, if you’re a sadist like me, you’ve never seen beauty until you’ve seen Ethan like this.“Show me your hands,” I say, watching intently as he tightly clenches his fists. Good boy.I unbox. “Phil, you’re losing your touch. I figured you’d have a hand in her snatch by the time we hit the highway.”“That’s why I took off my panties this time,” Katelyn remarked.“Be good,” Phil muttered.“I saw you checking out my knockers,” Katelyn said. “Face it; you’re riding home with three sexy broads. We know and now you know it, too.”She winked at Phil but slapped his hand when he playfully reached across the seat toward her crotch.“We are going to set SouthPointe on fire!” Tiffany said. “Wait.