Another day, another fuck. I think her name was Maria. Or something to that extent, perhaps Mary. I don't quite remember, again though she was an Easter European. They all were, really.

It had been a particularly harsh week for me. I had had a pretty bad run in with a pimp a few days earlier. Nothing more scarier than a mad Algerian pimp, thats for ( Read more... )

She answered the door sucking a lollipop.
It was right about then I realized she was going to be an amazing fuck. My dick began to throb as I entered the room, we exchanged greetings and she told me that I had a nice smile. I wasn't smiling though, I was grinning. This girl was barely 5ft and she was wearing gray jogging slacks and a short jacket ( Read more... )

I remember the anticipation.
An almost glee like feeling in my gut as I walked down that cold London street in the early hours of the evening. It was I think around 8ish. The month was December and the year was... either 2001 or 2002. That doesn't matter. I had spoken to the company on the phone, they explained to me that the girl I had selected ( Read more... )