"Pascale tells Karen her secret."
I had no idea how to respond to this revelation. I had slapped her playfully and it never entered my head that it could be anything but that. “I shouldn't have said anything.” Pascale lowered her eyes to the floor....
"My attempt to defend my foster-sister goes much differently than planned"
I grew up in the foster system, but unlike so many stories, my life wasn't all that bad. I lucky in that the handful of families I was placed with were kind, generous and quite loving. The last family I...
"We had passed by the line of the professional and had entered into personal lust."
Word gets around in my profession. It's what my business model is based on. It's what all massage parlor's base their business on. The fact that I fuck five out of every ten men who come into my shop has...
"The Student Becomes the Teacher"
“Bree! I don’t think I can do that. It’s private and besides – “ “Just how well do you know Sapphire Reynolds?” My question caught her off guard and I cursed my big mouth for putting myself in this...
"Karen tries to stand on her own two feet"
The first few days with Françoise and her family, though they looked after me as though I was one of their own, were difficult to say the least. My father had returned to his farm and the lack of sleep...
"The Student Becomes the Teacher"
While Doc finished her notes on the two ‘interviewees’ as she called them, I prepared the cantaloupe for her first lesson, one of the fundamentals of pleasing a woman…eating pussy. She walked into the kitchen as I halved the ripe...
"Chance encounter with chat friend"
I am sitting in a random Starbucks in Orange County, found with my trusty smart phone app. I"m not really reading the report I'm supposed to be finishing, just looking around at the people here. A few cute women smile...
"The Student Becomes the Teacher"
While I waited in the truck for Doc to pay Raoul, I started to formulate a plan to get the Doc and the Slut, er, Sapphire, back together. Considering the odds, I needed some intel on what Sapphire was up...
"Preparations and Detachment"
We spent the rest of the morning redoing the questionnaire and when it was typed and printed out, we’d compressed seven pages of questions into a single page of open-ended questions that the subject would read over and respond to....
"Just maybe all the good ones aren't straight after all"
In hindsight I wish I'd taken a taxi. I put that particular error of judgement down to the silly amount of Zinfandel I'd drunk with colleagues after the training course had finished, but it was pointless doing anything about it...