Humped Stories

Ron Vincent shook his head as he viewed the information in front of him. He looked up at me where I stood on the other side of his desk, “By God, Mike, I knew you’d be good for business. How long have you been on my gigolo team?” “Two months,” I told him, pleased that he was satisfied. “Jesus, two months, and I have three ladies wanting repeat bookings. That sixty-year-old wants a fixed monthly date.” He laughed, “Sixty!...