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April's Secret

Date: 3/28/2017, Categories: College Sex, Author: seeker4, Rating: , Source: LushStories

regular clients in my escort business; guys who essentially used me as their mistress. That let me stop doing porn and I started working part-time outside the sex trade. Finally, a regular client asked why I was doing it; why I didn’t do something better. I told him my plans and he cut me a deal. Stop escorting and he would help me get started on a new life. I took him up on it. “I started using my birth name again, moved to Eversham, and applied to the college. Changed my appearance, too. Let my hair go back to its natural colour, cut it short, started dressing modestly. I guess I tried to become the girl I wished that I had been all along. I’m stuck with some things, though. Like these.” My friend pulled her robe open to bare her breasts. “I was a 34B when I started,” she said with a sob. “And the memories,” I added. She nodded. Tears ran again. “And last night,” she said after a sob, “It all came back. I was back to being a slutty little whore and treating you the way I would a client with the dirty talk and the cumshot and so on. After it was over, I could only think that you deserve better than that.” “I really enjoyed it, April,” I said quietly, feeling rather sad and a bit ashamed myself, “I never imagined that sex could be as exciting as that. If I’d know it would cause you this much pain though…” I kissed her forehead lightly. “I still want you, April,” I went on, giving her a light squeeze, “As a friend and more.” She shook her head sadly. “Think about it, Ross. ... Let the memory of last night fade away and think about who and what you’re getting into here. My past comes with me.” “We can deal with your past. I’m more worried about your present.” “Think about it, please. Don’t leap in with me just based on your feelings about last night and don’t try to be the white knight who saves me. I’ve saved myself already. I just need someone to love and to love me, past notwithstanding.” “I’ll think about it. I promise.” I kissed April lightly again. This time my friend smiled and kissed me back. Then her eyes strayed to a wall clock over her TV. “Damn, I’ve got to get going, Ross,” she said, wiping away her tears, “I’m meeting with some classmates for a group project.” “I should be going, too,” I responded, “Got a lot of research and writing ahead of me.” “Free at all? In case we want to talk more later?” “Might be if things go well. Call me anytime if you want me. For anything.” I spent most of the remainder of that Saturday at the university’s main library working on my papers. Researching a paper back in those days before the World Wide Web could get tedious. It meant lots of reading books and making handwritten notes. My mind’s tendency to keep wandering back to the previous night and to my conversation with April in the morning did not speed things up any. By late afternoon, my ability to concentrate on school work was shot so I packed up and headed back to the apartment that I shared with my buddy Cam. He had gone off for the weekend one of ...