Girl trouble

Between good friends and great clients, nobody is as they seem.

Sep 27, 1999 | Sept. 23, 1999

Friday, Aug. 20:

As Jasmine predicted: With next month's rent looming, I got over the worst of my anxiety and started returning my customers' phone calls. But I've decided to stick with clients I know -- between April and that mysterious phone stalker, I've learned my lesson about the hazards of new business.

This morning I bounced out of bed on five hours of sleep, unable to keep my eyes closed, awakened by obsessive thoughts of Randy. When I'm turned on by a new lover, I move differently, I laugh easily -- I'm so much better with my clients.

At noon, Milt came over -- back from another trip to Tokyo. I floated radiantly through our session ... My unrequited lust (for Randy ) was making me sigh, undulate and glow like some sort of bewitched sex machine. As I removed my clothes in front of Milt, I tingled at the memory of Randy's gaze. Milt almost never comes in the "missionary" position but he couldn't resist me today.

I was thinking how lucky Milt was to have me so aroused but he attributed his excitement to simply having missed me:

"Absence makes the hard-on harder," he quipped, pulling out of me.

I almost panicked, then reached down to grasp the base of his cock, so the condom wouldn't slip. It would be unprofessional to scold a customer for pulling out so carelessly but I couldn't help letting out a squeak of alarm.

As he dressed, we talked about April's recent notoriety.

"I'm really embarrassed," I told him. "I didn't know April was working for an escort service. None of the other girls you've met through me --"

"Suzy, I'm a grown man. Guys like me -- my first wife divorced me because I had an affair with her secretary! Not even my own secretary -- I was out of my mind!"

"You're kidding!" I was really shocked -- Milt's such a john that I can't imagine him doing something so unbusinesslike." You're lucky she just divorced you!" I added.

"Actually we had to get divorced because she tried to kill me," he laughed. "After my second marriage, I started learning how to control myself but my oldest daughter really paid the price emotionally. She never got over our divorce."

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