You’re cute and funny and lots of girls want to go outwith you.”“Yeah? Like who?”“Well,” she smiled, and batted her long eyelashes coquett...ishly, “me. I’d want to go out withyou.”Oh boy. I was on a slippery slope, and had probably said too much already. Yet, my sufferingself-esteem kept me from turning off this k** completely. Part of me – heck, maybe most of meby now – enjoyed this opportunity to flirt with a pretty girl. As I’ve said, I’m not generally muchof a chick magnet. But, I had to. I was talking with a friendly bartender and I told him my tale of woe. He said honey, if you don’t mind telling, you are absolutely beautiful; even by Las Vegas standards and that says a lot. He hesitated, if you don’t mind “my advice to you is to charge some guys for a few blow jobs and you’ll get your $5,000.00 back in no time”. All you have to do is go down to insta-print get some business cards printed saying you’re from “Unique Escorts Inc.”or something and your in business. I was really. Give me five minutes," he answered.I headed down the short path towards the sandy beach. My 32D's bounced rhythmically as I planned on taking a short sunbathe in the hazy sunlight so felt no need to wear a bra. I wore a red bikini top though, skimpy to say the least. (Eric bought it for me) My blue shorts ended mid-thigh on my tanned, toned legs. I love showing off my legs, practically gives guys boners with one look let alone a touch.On the beach I lay down on the soft sand, laying on my. But, she said, one fantasy I have, is to watch you and Kylie do it. I love that girl, and want to see her make love to her father, then make love to you afterwards. I looked at her, and she was quite serious. I said, oh god babe, I don’t know if I could ever do that. She said Mikael, you love her right? I said, of course I do. She said, how could making love to her, not be the most special thing you two can do? I was a bit shocked at this. I mean, yes, Kylie did suck me for a few minutes that.