Brad smiled dreamily back at his beloved Alyssa, the girl who had just prostituted him to a man he did not even know, less to gratify her boyfriend, really, than to satisfy her own inscrutable whims. How pale and lovely she was, how calm and gracious, how unutterably thoughtful to have done this to him! Ah, anything for his mischievous queen, he vowed, anything! He basked in the glow of gently smiling visage as he tasted the enormity of what he had just done. And only then, watching her approving dark eyes devotedly, did he slurp down every bitter drop of his reward with a long, slow, relishing smack of utterly helpless delight.
“Let’s go out on an oral s*x double-date,” Alyssa suggested mischievously to Brad on yet a different occasion one evening. She had never said anything quite like
