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Albin - 11. Chapter 11
He wondered about that the next time Cody met him in the Library. Albin told him about the man. “What do girls do?”
“They suck on the man’s dick.”
Albin never saw a naked woman except in the magazines Teddy had. Those pictures showed a woman sucking a man but also with a man’s dick in her pussy. He laughed when he thought about that magazine.
“What’s so funny?”
“My cousin had a magazine showing a naked woman sucking on a man’s dick and later with that man’s dick in her body.”
“So he was fucking her.”
“Yes. But the woman was lying down. There is no room in those cubicles for a woman to lay down.”
“They stand next to the hole with their legs spread.”
Albin tried to visualize that, and he laughed. “What’s so funny?”
“The image of a girl with her legs spread pushing herself on the hole.”
Cody didn’t say anything more. The subject changed, and they discussed a history class which was the last class of the day.
Albin never returned to the Library’s basement. The idea of having sex in the dark and not knowing who or what was on the other side didn’t appeal to him. One thing George imparted to him was to be sure he knew his partner. In that basement, he didn’t know who was on the other side.
Over the term, Albin and Cody developed a friendship. During that time, Cody told Albin about his activities. “There are men who will pay you. I have one man, who hires me as a waiter. Some of the men like to pat me on my ass, and for that I get a tip.”
“I could do that.”
“I have a party next Saturday. Bring a set of clothing to school on Friday. You can stay with me and go to the party with me. I’m sure the boss will like you, and maybe you will be hired. This man has a party about once every four weeks.”
“Does he pay well?”
“I usually make 200 dollars from tips. It depends on the number of men who attend the party. I think the lowest I made was 125 but the usual people weren’t there. The most I made was at Christmas time last year and that time I made 450. The boss gave me an extra 50 as a Christmas present.”
“This is once a month?”
“Yes, and I’m sure you will make at least 100 dollars.”
100 dollars per month is more than what he needs. Smiling, he offered his hand, and the deal was struck.
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