Maybe this was who I am, and perhaps I need to fuck multiple men to get off. XXX I picked up my phone, took a deep breath, pushed the button connecting the call, and whispered,
“Hello,”
“Hello, I received a call from this number a few minutes ago,” Martin said softly. Standing in front of the mirror, I took off my dress and took the shots Martin had requested of me. What was happening to me? “Was it a good nervous?” He asked. I could feel my body reacting, a stirring in my loins, a cold sweat. Sometimes, it scares us, comforts us, and sometimes confuses us. I looked away for a second when I grabbed my dress from the men, grabbed it tight to my stomach, and lifted it to my chest,
