She seemed to be petite and silent till today. But today I had decided to test her.I walked up to her and inquired about her husband whom I had not se...en in weeks now. Her face just turned blank, she dropped her chin and slowly muttered, “He has started drinking again, and he rarely comes home nowadays”. I had always cared for her but today my intentions were different and I probed her further. I could see her eyes getting wet and this was my signal; I had her where I wanted. I told her she. .. So I was silently psyching myself up to sleeping with one of those girls in the window. I didn’t wanna say anything to the other guys, didn’t wanna jinx my special occasion. We hadn’t come to the Dam to sit in a hotel – although it was fuckin’ plush as – so we dumped our shit, everyone had fat bump, I took a small one on the sly, then got a cab back to the airport and then the train into Amsterdam Centraal. We started off at Hill Street Blues, you can’t go wrong, it doesn’t have the best. The damp patch on my briefs was clearly visible now, turning the thin white fabric almost see-through as she rubbed gently along the slit. I tried closing my legs, but the way she had me tied made that impossible. I could only writhe helplessly as she tormented me, rubbing enough to make me so desperate but not letting me come. Soon the donations hit the next mark, which meant the briefs came off. A fact that she gleefully conveyed to me.She loosened the bows at each side, pulling the thin. She listened and grunted now and then. Finally she said “Okay I’ll pass it on.”I didn’t think that I needed to ask. I knew Tasha would tell me, if the call involved me. Of course she did tell me, but she waited long enough to prevent me from taking my anger out of her personally.“So,” she began. That was not a good sign, I thought. “how would you feel about doing a public service spot for the SJL.”“You are kidding, those assholes want to use me already,” I said with a laugh.“At least you.