Doctor's Delight Read Free

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did.” Maxie perched on the armrest of the sofa opposite. Her eyes
were dreamy.
    Cherry scowled.
“Ben jumped your bones when you got home, didn’t he?”
    “Yeah. Man, he
is so built.” Maxie grinned.
    “Glad to hear
it…for the fiftieth time.”
    “If you got it,
brag about it.”
    “Forget her.”
Susie waved her hand at Maxie. “Cherry, I have the answer to your
problems.”
    “And that is
what?”
    “You need to
hire an escort.”
    “For what? To
go to a dance?”
    “No, dingbat. A
male escort. A male…”
    “Yes?
What?”
    “Male
prostitute, or for a subtler term, a male escort,” Maxie
explained.
    “A male
escort?” Cherry couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Are you
kidding me? A male escort?”
    Susie nodded
eagerly.
    “You reckon I
should hire a male prostitute ?”
    Maxie frowned.
“I don’t think she’s taking this very well.”
    Cherry stared
at her. “Max. A male prostitute? I mean…Maxie!”
    Leaning back on
the sofa, Susie plucked the book from Cherry’s lap and started
reading. “What have we here? Oh yeah, saucy love scene hotting up.
‘He touched her, smearing her moistness over her clit, finding
the—’”
    “Give me that!”
Plucking the book from Susie’s hand, Cherry tucked it behind her
under the cushion. “And explain your suggestion to me.”
    She still
couldn’t quite believe she’d heard correctly. Mainly because she’d
entertained that idea herself a couple of times. Like in the middle
of the night. Entertained, but not seriously. Sort of.
    Hearing one of
her best friends suggest it…
    “Tell me.”
Susie held up the remote control. “What were you doing with this
while reading that sex scene?”
    “Turning off
the TV.”
    Maxie
sniggered.
    “Forget the
remote.” Cherry folded her arms. “Male escort?”
    “Hey, I thought
it was a stupid idea, too,” Maxie said. “But just listen. It
doesn’t half sound bad, which is a huge shock, coming from Susie
the Mole.”
    “Oh, that’s
rich, coming from you who has just been shagged and was brazen
enough to brag about it to us.”
    “The male
escort?” Cherry probed, knowing that if she didn’t interrupt the
two girls would go off on their own tangent.
    “Oh yeah.”
Susie grinned. “Why don’t you just hire a male escort for the
night?”
    “Oh.” Cherry
pursed her lips. “Hire one for the night, huh? Are you crazy?”
    “Not at all.
Cherry, you’re the one who’s unhappy with being thirty five and a
virgin.”
    “Wrong!” Cherry
scowled. “Thirty five I can handle. A virgin…it’s not the
virginity, Susie, it’s…it’s…” She searched for the words.
    Maxie took pity
on her. “Being held, kissed, and made love to?”
    Cherry sighed.
“You heard every word I said to the cats, didn’t you?”
    “Yep.”
    Susie raised
her brows. “You can’t find a man to do that, so hire one to do
it.”
    “Damn, that’s
cold,” Maxie retorted when Cherry could only stare at her
friend.
    “Bare facts,
Maxie.” Susie shrugged. “This is not the time for sweetness.”
    “You’re not
kidding,” Cherry finally managed. “Stick the knife in a little
deeper, why don’t you?”
    Susie refused
to be embarrassed. Instead, her expression was determined. “Cherry,
you’re a grown woman. This is no time to be modest. You want what
no man has yet given to you. Why not buy it?”
    “How desperate
do you think I am?” Cherry snapped.
    “I thought you
were looking at Ducks Arse a little hungrily the other day.”
    “I’d call that
by-passing desperate.” Maxie shuddered.
    Cherry glared
at her.
    “Now think
about it,” Susie said. “A lot of professional women hire male
escorts. They’re busy, they don’t have time for relationships. They
hire a male for a few hours, get that companionship—”
    “Have a bloody
good shag,” Maxie interrupted.
    “Have a kiss
and cuddle and make love,” Susie finished. “What’s wrong with
that?”
    “What could
possibly be right with