Night. Vova was lying on the bed. He put one hand under his head, his second drew a limp member. Empty eggs pleasantly acted a bit - they had a well-deserved weekend and Julia gave him great sex. A few minutes ago, he was cleaning her kisul tongue with his sperm, and now she was dozing beside on his stomach, nuzzling his shoulder. And Vova just lay thinking about his life. His mouth still felt the salty taste of his sperm and the sweet and sour discharge of Julia. It was hot. Batteries are scuffed as bad.
- “And what do ZHEKovskys just think about?” - Vova looked at the open window.
Despite the winter and the window open for airing, the room was still hot.
Yulia squirmed next to her and mumbled something in her sleep. Vova pulled a blanket over her, having first admired her sports ass. Lately, Ylyusha “fell ill” with an ideally flat stomach and priests pumping, and Vova admitted to himself that the “disease” was justifying itself.

Vova thought about himself and his life. Strange, but despite all the misfortunes, for his work as a whore, for all the physical and psychological trauma suffered, his life was constantly changing for the better. Thanks to “High Matter for Dummies,” he became more thoughtful, more restrained, calm, and confident. No, not shyly restrained, but gentlemanly restrained. Going through medical checks and communicating with profiling doctors, he absorbed information on how to keep himself in shape and minimize his work to a minimum. Although Lev Mikhalych and San Sanych were united in the opinion that the young guy would not like to do such a thing in life and earn money in this way, but they were also people. And they were Jews and loved money. Vova never had anything against other races and nationalities, but he smiled and understood that money solved everything and the silence of two tough specialists was simply bought. Why should they lose their source of income.

Even Vova reconciled with the fact that in his work 99% of his role is the role of a passive boy whore. It looks like he has just accepted and began to take everything as a given. What a sin to conceal, he even got a little taste. If the clients were gentle, romantic-minded and loved light sex, then Vova even managed to have fun and cum without hands. The latter feature caused rapid enthusiasm among customers and was often the reason for additional tips. With tough customers, Vova had to just accept and endure. To such people his body was interesting simply as a machine and a perverse pleasure. It remained to occupy the desired position and endure until the client was saturated with his body. It is a pity that there were few tender customers, and many of them also loved to move from tenderness to tin. Most of all, Vova didn’t like tough clients who could fuck him without a rubber band. If such a person still led a not very healthy lifestyle to the heap, then Vova had to read books for a long time on the toilet, eat Linex and live on a diet for people suffering from diarrhea. Even Vova didn’t like new customers who bought a “probe”. I had to go somewhere for half an hour, give myself to a new stranger to a person or strangers. Even worse when it happened at night, or the order came in the evening and had to leave at night. Night "training" and "sample" in the fitness center, Vova was already somehow so syak, but the ride is not clear where did not like, but it was necessary. It was his bread, it was Julia’s bread, it was their job. Any, but work.
- Yes, no it is work! Fuck you, that's the whole story! - An ordinary person would say, but Vova has long ceased to classify himself as ordinary.

Vova also made a big step in his psycho-emotional torments. A huge help in this difficult work, he provided their staff psychologist Galina Yakovlevna. It was she who taught Vova that his break with his parents and his life on free bread is a new, full step into adulthood. It was she who pulled him out of the depressive state after the first zoo mating with Armagen. Now Vova just called it that. It was she who taught him to force himself to perceive his position so that he would get along with internal contradictions. Well fucked the little boy's dog in the ass, well, nothing like that, everything healed as on the same doggie and the boy is ready for battle again. Vova really liked the company of Galina Yakovlevna, she liked to learn how to manage her consciousness and perception of the world around her. Thanks to her lessons, he accepted his fate and did not react so painfully to many things.

Vova smiled remembering how he had been taken twice to Nadezhda Dmitrievna at a zoo photo shoot, how he routinely undressed in front of the camera, how he was photographed with dogs in various poses, how he had an erection from all this, how he posed while holding his erect dog penises at his ass and mouth. Vova smiled at how ordinary such things became for him. In his own way, he was proud of himself and that he overcame the difficulties of a new life, adapted. He saw how the attitudes of his clients, Yulia, her father, and various obsluzhivayuschego staff change. He no longer saw the body, the meat and the puny teenager. Vova liked it. But the fact that they entered it on the well-deserved weekend, or rather they were entered, in the order as a birthday present - it was "sour."

The customer came up with some kind of muddy and so simply would not have thrust an order on legitimate weekends, but the customer added three recommendations from clients who enjoyed unlimited trust, and that was enough to disturb the peace of rest. Vova remembered that he knew about the order. Day at the customer's apartment, from 12:00 one day to 12:00 another. Four 18-year-old guys, one of whom is a birthday man. He and Yulia had to give a gift, issued by the customer, tobish by their parents and present themselves as the second part of the gift. The logic of the parents was not entirely clear. Vova remembered himself as an 18-year-old. Well, what does this guy need? Well, let sex! So for the 20% paid for him and Yulia, it would be possible for all four of them to take a slut for the night and would be enough. What was the meaning of the day stay, it was not clear. Vova noted the likelihood that there are four ripening sex giants and they will not be given a prod during the whole day - this simply could not be.

It was necessary to fall asleep, but a bunch of thoughtful thoughts did not allow to fall asleep.
- “It looks like you have to use a sleepy potion,” thought Vova and hung his legs off the edge of the bed.
The same Galina Yakovlevna supplied them with the recipe of the “sleep potion”. "Sleeping Potion" was just a decoction of various herbs, with the addition of lemon and honey. All this was kept in the refrigerator in small bottles of rastishki. Voviny night walk woke Julia.
- Do not sleep? - sleepily rubbing her eyes and turning over on her back, she asked.
- Many thoughts, I can not sleep - Vova lay back on the bed.
- I would drink the tincture - Julia stretched.
“I went after her.”
- Well, it means you fall asleep now. Oh, and I dreamed that I walked with Aksay and drove the cats. It was cool. And it seems I'm wet.
She looked under the blanket and touched herself with her hand.
- Well, yes, a little bit - she waved her hand in front of Vova.
- In a dream already flowing from the dogs. Is he really that good at sex? - Vova turned to Julia.
- Among those that are there, he is my number three.
- And one and two who?
- Waltz and Parmesan - Yulia stretched again, crunching was audible.
- Clear.

With Aksay, Vova met at the second photo shoot. The dog was really very frisky, funny and kind. In Vova, he immediately recognized a friend and hung out alongside all his free time.According to the photo shoot scenario, it was supposed to take pictures, as if Vova was giving a blowjob to a dog, but both the photographer and the Mrs. Receptionist decided that it would be better if Vova actually did it - it would look more natural. Vova made the dog a blowjob. Making Aksai stop, although it didn’t work, but it wasn’t necessary. But Vova got up and at some point he frankly received a strange pleasure from the blowjob and from the process of photography.
Parmesan, Vova also knew and even was able to walk with him. It was ...

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