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I heard a knock at the door and walked over with a half eaten cookie in hand. I opened the door and seen a boy standing there. He couldn't be more than seventeen.

"I-I came to pleasure you Mr. Hemmings..." He mumbled out between a pair of puffy pink lips. I help him in and he dropped to his knees and unzipped my pants. My eyes widened and I looked down to see tears flowing down his face.

"No, no. Come up here please." I said softly and he stood up. He stood awkwardly. "Do you want this cookie?"

He slowly nodded and I grabbed his hand and put it in his hand.

"So why are you here? And um... my name is Luke, Lucas if you're angry." I got a smile out of him but it quickly faded.

"I-I'm a prostitute... my names Calum, I'm sixteen. I've been fucked three times this morning... and I have to pleasure you because my boss needs a report of how good I do." He whimpered. My eyes were wider now. I bit my lip and suddenly felt braver.

"I don't care about him. You're staying here and I'll take care of you. If that's okay." I said, my bravery faltering near the end.

"I-I... I'd like that... Lukey..." He giggled softly and ate his cookie.

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