I'm blessed with a really orgasmic body or something, I don't know. Some of my girlfriends say they hardly ever cum, but I always do, or so it seems, ...and that night was no exception. I hugged Dave tightly and climaxed hard, like one orgasm after another, and it was soooooo good! But Stud! kept whining and scratching at the door and making all kinds of a fuss ... It got sort of distracting, you know? Like my orgasms were good, but not as good as they'd have been if I could really concentrate on. For all the indiscriminate fucking she’d enjoyed with Sharon, she had never been a prostitute. Not that she’d slighted any gifts her lovers might have left her, but that was only fair. A fair day’s pay for a fair day’s work. But it was a totally different thing to be out there, actively selling her snatch. Prostitution in Gomorrah wasn’t quite the same as back home. For a start, there was a lot more of it here. And also, there was none of the approbation associated with it as back home. It was. After I'd showered I put the bra and panties on again under my shirt and jeans. It just seemed the normal thing to do. Uncle Charles looked stunning. He wore skin tight ski pant that hugged his thighs and clung to his bottom. I was again mystified by the lack of any bulge in the front. The fit was smooth and flat. His shirt was a maroon silk affair, with cloth buttons and a Peter Pan collar. The balloon sleeves were buttoned at the cuffs. On his feet he wore black pointy-toed shoes with a. I get the usual wait & check up before finally being in thw room hearing the knock followed by the hunky Dr. walking in with his charismatic smile. He walks up to me & puts his hands on my shoulders proclaiming just how profoundly I have progressed into my female journey looking deeply into my eyes before pulling me in for a deep romantic kiss making me feel like I'm getting what I've wanted from the very begining. He starts rubbing my budding pair of newly sensitive breasts & fondling my pert.