Jamie and Steve had been dating less than three months but both of them were very pleased with the progress of the relationship so far. While both had been a bit aloof and unattainable to most of the others they had dated, they both allowed the walls between them to come down quickly; most of them anyway.nnSteve rarely talked about his family, even though it was very large with several brothers and sisters. He had often thought it was time to introduce her to them, but no clear opportunity had presented itself. Besides, his family could be a tough crowd on outsiders. That opportunity appeared on that Saturday in May, in the afternoon mail.nn"Oh my God! My baby sister, Melanie, is getting married in two weeks, and she wants me to give her away." He told her excitedly as he read the wedding invitation. Then he turned to Jamie. "You will come with me, won't you?" She was happily surprised that such a handsome man wanted to attend the event with her on his arm.nn"Of course my love." She replied, both thrilled that he wanted her to meet his family, but also scared at the thought of what they would think of her. After all, she didn't think he had mentioned her to his siblings much less their age difference.nn"That's great babydoll; we'll fly in a day early so I can show you around my hometown. show you all my old haunts. Who knows, maybe we'll bump into some of my old pals." Steve smiled at the thought; he was so proud of his stunning girlfriend, he actually hoped to bump into some childhood friends.nnJamie was strangely quiet on the flight out.

He woke to a loud clap! He flashed back into a cat snarling as he realized someone had just thrown the doors open as they slept. Two people came through them. "Stand down! The boy is mine!," Collin warned him as he approached the bed. "You want him.You buy him.like all of the rest!" The cat hushed immediately as his words echoed his thoughts perfectly. He couldn't pay for the boy, and he knew it. Did Collin know, too? "I realize you have been a cat for far longer than you want us to know. So I have a proposition for you," he stated coldly, "if you will agree to it."nnDe 'Vorga tensed and gasped 'no!' "Work for me! It won't be long, just a short job, but dangerous! The boy is worth far more than what I ask.I will be giving him to you far cheaper than I like to do!" Shadow trembled in indecision and fear.

6PM and the phone rings."Hello?"nn"Lyss! Wanna go have some fun?" cries my best friend Tristen.nn"Fun is my middle name. Where and when?"nn"8o'clock. That new club on 26th."nn"Ok. See you there!" I just got home from work when the phone rang. I drop my jacket onto the back of the couch as I kick off my sensible shoes. I work in a relatively liberal office and I often take advantage of that attitude and dress to suit myself. Today was no exception. I'm wearing a loose, swingy black skirt that stops about mid-thigh, and a cream-colored silk blouse with buttons running down the front.nnI sit down, turning on the news thinking I'll get ready when it is over. I scan my brain for THE outfit for tonight. I know I'm no supermodel but I'm very comfortable with myself and my body and I know how just how to play up the good points. I don't know my exact measurements but let's just say that I'm voluptuous, with big breasts and wide hips.

This is the first of what I hope will be a series of stories about my early sexual experiences. They will not come out in chronological order more than likely.nnThey mostly have to do with prostitutes, massage parlours, brothels and the like. If those are not your thing, stand by, other stories will be coming soon! Also, they are TRUE stories, not fantasies, so not all of them are what everyone might consider erotic or sexy.nn================nnWhen I was 18, I was still a virgin. All my friends claimed to have had sexual experiences, and as far as I could tell they were telling the truth. I was understandably worried that I was getting left behind. At that age I was still fairly shy and insecure around girls, and had not yet discovered the simple tricks of how to get laid (i. go for it and hope for the best! Sooner or later everyone gets lucky!nnShortly after my 18th birthday I decided that enough was enough, and started searching through the local newspapers and on the internet (which was still fairly basic in Greece then) for "working girls." I had decided that this would be the only way out of my predicament. Eventually I settled on a particular escort agency, based on a few reviews I had read online. I rang up the agency and spoke to the Madam. I explained the situation to her in detail, and she recommended a "love-hotel" in the centre of Athens, and told me that she would send one of her best girls as soon as I arrived there and advised her of my room number. nnShaking slightly with nervousness and excitement, I jumped in a cab, went to the hotel, got a room, and made the call. Then I lay back on the round water-bed, stared for a while at the mirror on the ceiling, and then settled down for a while to watch the porno channels.nnA little while later I was suddenly woken from my doze by a knocking on the door. I had no idea how long I had been asleep, and for a few seconds could not remember where I was.