After that he asked me sit next to him. He touched my shoulders in public . people were busy in traffic and nobody noticed. He asked my phone number f...ive times. I gave my number when he asked sixth time.Then he used to call regularly. He was more lecherous on the phone.Today after dropping my son, he asked me “Kay humlog roj roj ghar hi jayenege, kahin sunsaan jagah par chalet hain, jahan main aapko pyar kar sakoon, aapke ghar mein to nahi ho sakta”. I gave him confidence “Ghar mein ho sakta. Charlie: Yeah, so what Tom; I’m still short your $12.75 tonight plus a possible tip you usually give me.Charlie is Straight I Think:Tom: Charlie was a tall guy about 5’9, similar to my height with brown hair, amazing blue eyes and yes he was well built too. He had on his delivery hat, uniform white button-down shirt, and a pair of black denim jeans that hugged his ass, nicely. Just under his shirt was a black leather belt I was itching to get loosened. But I think Charlie is a straight guy from. I bounced and I was loving how 'they' looked in my nightie.Maybe I was going to have to ask for more advice on bra styles soon. The top was a powder blue turtleneck Mom had gotten me and it was way too soft to be menswear but I didn't care. I loved it and the necklace with the caged pearl. It was the pert bumps in front that were so disconcerting. I was only wearing a smattering of color, mostly my eyes with a little blusher and some lightly tinted gloss and pale pink nail enamel.The night of. He stood up, extended a hand to help me up, off the bed. I was very shaky, actually glad to have help just to stand. My pussy was sore, I was trembling, cum still festooned my body and leaked from everywhere. I could feel it, taste it. But I never felt better, never had a happier moment. I looked around to see all the men gathered near us. My head had been in a different place, but I guess they watched my last performance. They clapped appreciatively, at length, looking at me with admiration,.