The only excuse I can give is that I was too young and inexperienced to know what I was getting myself into. It was the first time I was out on my own... without my folks looking over my shoulder. (I grew up in a provincial atmosphere in a small town in Iowa.)Actually it all started when I met Andrea during registration. She was a beautiful girl, you know the type; hard bodied and firm, real athletic looking. She was always lying out in her backyard working on a deep tan, and she had that. I went to my place and started to work. The whole day she never talked to me though we exchanged our looks lots of time as always. I was sad at what happened, may be she had caught be glancing at her cleavage and she did not like it. I was more sad when my Team lead came upto me and told you need to come tomorrow on a Saturday and do some simple work for a few hours, as some other guy has some emergency and cannot come. This was to happen this week only I thought. At night, I messaged her a. Then heput his cock inside his pants, zipped up and walked away. I had neverfelt so humiliated in my life.I lay on the bed sobbing. I looked up through the tears, makeup andsemen in my eyes and noticed that the blue light on the intercom wasmercifully extinguished. I reached out slapped the switch to turn onthe orange busy light. The intercom suddenly crackled and I heardMabel, the crossdressed old con who was our 'madam'."Take half an hour hun, it's gone quiet for now and it's getting. She could not let him go, and was willing to pay any price to keep him in her life. ‘Yes’ She said definitively, ‘I’ll do it.’ ‘Outstanding!’ cried Aria. ‘Now climb down here to me, and we’ll begin.’ Isabelle stepped over the railing of the pier and grabbed hold of one of the large beams which supported it. She slid down into the water, and swam over to the rock on which Aria sat, and pulled herself up. ‘Now’ said Aria, reaching out to Isabelle ‘take my hand.’ Isabelle did so. ‘Now, are you.