I'm tall, six foot two and I weigh two hundred pounds. I have relatively good looks, but I'm way too shy. I'm also what most people would call clumsy.... I had dated a little before Patty-Ann decided that we should go out together. Our first date happened at the end of a class on romantic poetry. It was a good course and filled out a humanities requirement for me. Since Patty-Ann was in a teaching certificate program, she needed it as a requirement for her English concentration."What you doing. "That's something I was going to ask you Andrea. My hairis getting awfully long. Maybe the next time we go to town, I can get itcut?" Andrea?" Melanie said quietly. "You're going to have to ask him sooneror later. Why not now?" Ask me what, exactly?" I said as Andrea let out a sigh. Then she pausedand spoke."John? You HAVE noticed how Cissie is gaining confidence almost daily?"I nodded. "I think that doing that job has helped her immensely. But whatdo you want dear Andrea?" I have a theory. Weird, I know. He pulls my hair back over my shoulder, so he can see my face – measure my responses.“You okay, Cassie?”“Yes. Incredible, David. It hurts, but…”“I think I know.”He spanks me some more, telling me he’s giving me what I need. I try to cover my ass at one point and he holds my hand against my lower back. Just a few more spanks and he stops, telling me what a good girl I am. Those words ignite so much inside me.I raise myself off his lap and straddle him, rubbing my pussy against his. If a Girl was eager, was in high enoughdemand, and didn't get any Member who took too long or wanted a sessionthat took either too long to prepare for or too long to clean upafterward, she could do five sessions a night. Six if everythingworked out alright. That meant the money a girl could make evenworking just the regular five nights a week was a very attractive sumindeed. And thus it took no encouragement from Valerie, the "Madam"running the rooms on most nights, to scoot the Girls out of.