Lori was the agency’s daytime “specialty” girl. She had very few limits. Once she discovered that she could make a lot more money by doing thi...ngs the other girls wouldn’t, she swallowed whatever pride she had left, and told the agency she’d do just about anything that didn’t leave visible marks on her body. George had made it clear to the agency that he wanted a woman’s ass, so Lori got the call. Lori knew she wasn’t the only girl at the agency who would take it up the ass, but it was. Girls and boys, iron rusting atop of buildings with unpainted faces, against a backdrop of high rise concrete, constructing itself toward the West. People waited in their masses, at intersections, within the heat, it must have been 100 degrees. The traffic, now stopped. “Tuk Tuk’s,” clouds, freeways, flags, fish, silk, all present below, on the streets of Thailand. Where bare footed women walked freely, forever moving, in jeans, below the concrete which towered above. I watched the cemetery. He had a bag FULL of panties and hose. I was nervous, but hard as a rock and didnt waste anytime.I had on jeans, but under it all, I was wearing a black bodystocking. I pulled down my jeans, showing my hard cock that was straining through the hose. The guy was impressed and started to get undressed. When he was naked, his 5" cock was standing at attention. He emptied his panties and hose on the couch next to me and when he stood there, I reached out and felt his cock, and LARGE balls. He asked. We had ahairdresser call every Friday, along with a manicurist and a masseur,although they all called themselves 'technicians', presumably so theycould charge more. While we were being titivated the contract cleanerswent through the house, so by the evening the house and we were readyfor whatever we decided to get up to.Usually we would go out clubbing, or a theatre and a meal, but now andagain Roxy would invite her friends over to party in the house. I wasterrified the first time they saw me.