Chapter 7

A week later a letter from the contact magazine told her that her replies were available from her box number at the main sorting office. Joe was at college so she took the bus and collected them herself. She was amazed at how many there were! When she got home she counted 43 letters. 43 men who wanted to pay to screw her... Shaking again in excitement she started to open and read them.

When Joe got home she called to him to join her quickly in her bedroom. Locking the door she said, "they've come. The replies from loads of strange men. Come and read some of them."

They began reading the letters... Dear Large Breasted Blonde, they mostly began, I would like to hire your services etc... Some of them were hilarious like the man who wanted to bring his mother so he wouldn't be ripped off or the 10 year old boy who had selected her to lose his virginity. Eventually a pattern seemed to form and most wanted daytime sex and were willing to pay anything from £20 for 'hand relief' to £250 for a full day of total sex.

Joe sighed and realised she was moving into yet another dangerous phase of her sexual experimentation. Nothing would stop her, all he could do was protect her from the lunatics that were about. He realised he was to become her pimp...

Lisa wanted to invite some callers on the following Tuesday. This was Joe's day off from college. She chose those that had left a telephone number and only wanted 'hand relief' or had indicated that they had a preference for 'breast relief'. She rang the person who offered £40 for breast relief... A timid man's voice answered the 'phone. Lisa put on her huskiest most sultry voice and said " Hi, I'm Lisa. I'm calling to offer you an appointment next Tuesday for the personal service you requested."

The man could make the date and she gave him her address. "Be there at 11 am and it will be £40." she purred "Yes, I am a 34 H blonde and have never had any complaints... see you then..." She then arranged a full afternoon session with a man who was willing to pay £100 for two hours. That would do for her first day at work...

Joe wasted his breath trying to persuade her to cancel the whole thing and then went to do his college homework. What she hadn't shown Joe was five letters that asked for rather different services...

She locked her door and re-read the letters... Her panty gusset was wet as she read some of the words: