" Damian bit my neck, made me moan.We disentangled and sat up. They gathered the trash."Get some sleep, you'll need it." I dove into the pool, my slen...der legs kicking through the clear water until I surfaced at the opposite side.~~~I made preparations as the men slept. The obligatory Vegas glitz and glam party vibe required constant maintenance. I'd needed my own nap.I admired my reflection. My pink-tipped fingers trembled while they smoothed my hair. I leaned on the counter, gazed into my blue. A whore.In her mind, she could see Bella’s arched brows as the word came. Whore. It was different, she tried to justify it to herself. She didn’t think of Bella that way, or any of the girls at Mary’s. Or the boys either. They were just doing jobs, providing a service. They seemed to be good people. A little rough around the edges, obviously, but still good.Whores were something else. Something bad. She couldn’t come up with the right words to describe the difference in her head. She just knew. "Why, thank you. Let's see, it's Darin isn't it? Darin Taylor?" Yes, ma'am." Oh, please, don't call me ma'am. Let's make it Monica. Ma'am makes me sound like an old woman," she laughed."No, not so old," I said, "but every inch a woman." Hmmmm," she smiled in return, "and not a boy either. Sounds like you're learned a lot about women already." Enough," I shot back."I'll just bet you have," she answered, giving me a suggestive look as we put the grocery bags on the kitchen table. "Now Mr. Darin. Her mouth was on mine and her tongue was exploring it. Our hands were back moving up and down each others bodies as if we were searching for something. We stopped again and I saw she was had a very thick bush of pubic hair. My seven inches of cock was now at full attention and ready. I grabbed a towel and began drying her off. As soon as I was done she grabbed a towel and returned the favour, quickly drying me off. Tossing the towels on the bathroom floor and mum took my hand and led me into.