She made me move my feet wider apart and open my legs for her.

That first time, she didn't wear the dildo when she used it on me. She stood there and worked it by hand.

My pussy was wet but the dildo was thick. She touched it to my mouth and made me suck it wet – she said the mouth practice was good for me.

The dildo was made of pink plastic, smooth and thick and flexible. It dripped with my spit when she took it out of my mouth.

"I'll have to teach you how to deep-throat," she said. "But not now."

She rubbed the dildo head against my pussy lips. My pussy lips were wet and slippery and so was the dildo, so it felt real nice.

She pressed the dildo against the pussy lips and pushed it in.

The dildo was thick and filled me. It stretched me. She pushed it in slowly but made me moan all the same.

It was bigger and thicker than a cock. She reached under me and put her fingers on my slit, at the top.

She fucked me with the dildo. She rubbed my clitoris at the same time. She couldn't rub too hard, 'cause I would have fallen right off the sofa.

When I climaxed, she put the dildo deep inside me and kept it there.

The pictures did their work – that weekend I had my first customer.

It was Saturday afternoon, but I was dressed like it was night. It was a bright but cold day without a cloud in the sky. But it was freezing. The heat was turned up good and warm in Beverly's house. That was good, since I would be without my clothes.

I was surprised by how nervous I was. Would the guy like me? Suppose he didn't think I was pretty? What if he said I was a lousy lay and wanted his money back?

Beverly hugged and kissed me and told me to stop talking like a little idiot, that I was gorgeous, and the proof of that was in the mirror.

She took me to the mirror and stood behind me and showed me myself.

I looked great. I was freshly washed, scrubbed, shampooed, made-up. I wore all new stuff for the occasion.