Thursday, December 2, 2010
Part 6
Craig came in here like those irritating fast food managers. All chipper and pushy and annoying. He then came in his underwear while rubbing himself on the bed. I thought about him going home, his underwear creamy with semen, rubbing coldly and clammily against his withering penis and I felt sick. He squeezed my nipples like he was popping a zit. It was awful. Later I called a friend and we laughed and laughed. I'd been holding that laugh since he came in his underwear, about 8 minutes into the session. Actually, it's still funny. That's escorting for you, so horrid sometimes you can't help but laugh.
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