" You mean?" Yes, he thought I was a whore. He asked if a hundred was enough. I've never been so humiliated in my life." What did you do?" I told him ...I was not that kind of woman and got up and left. Oh, Darin, have I become that desperate that I have to sell myself to find someone interested in me?" I've told you over and over, you have someone interested in you." But Honey..." Now before you start on those excuses again let me make a suggestion. I know how you like to walk along the beach. Special something suite. Some President or something. Part of it was indoors and part outdoors with a pool. Gord had warned me that there could be prelims with hookers but that the men would stay out of it. Oh yeah he warned me about the cigar smoke. But I don’t care. We walked into a dark room, a large living room filled with people. There was some lighting but not much so my eyes took a few minutes to adjust. Japanese men in suits and hookers, all colours, in satin dresses and heels. One. Drew murmured incoherently, groaning as her sweet musky scent pervaded his senses and he just licked and sucked at her panties, tasting her. As if unsatisfied, Lisa took a handful of his hair and pulled, pushing his head back in the same move, bringing water to his eyes. “Stand up Drew!” She undid the loop on the tie and ran her fingers upwards along his shaft. In her heels she was the same height as Drew. She was so close to him now, he could feel her hot breath on his face. Her finger nails. I starngly saw his face.I said “I don’t like neat, can you mix something in my peg??”He took my glass and started piss in it and then put it again infront of me. I was very glad to see this, I took it and emptied in single sip.I said “Nice idea, I like your service.”Then I started to read the menu that was very strange but pleasant, everthing was garnish with semen, smegma, spit and piss. I showed him menu and fingered on the peg which I ordered before and asked “Where is the chocolate meat.