It's another Saturday night in the most wonderful city of all, Los Angeles. If you are like me, then you're bound to have lots of fun. My name is Luke Dayton and I'm a college student. These days, I attend UCLA and major in Criminal Justice. Someday, I will join the California State Police. For now, I'm just a young Black man with a dream. After a tough week at school, I had some time to kill in the weekend. As I walk through the streets of Los Angeles, my mind wonders back to a time not so long ago, when I led a very different lifestyle.
A while ago, I was a gigolo. Venturing into the bedrooms of men and sometimes women, for a fee. Yeah, this Black stud found himself in the world's oldest profession. I had to find a way to pay the bills. I was on an academic scholarship, which covered room and board for school, but I was broke most of the time. UCLA is a school which houses some of the brightest people on the planet. The sons and daughters of senators, governors and state representatives attend this place. These people are rich. I'm not. And I don't like it. So, I did what I had to do in order to make ends meet.
I was just walking out of the local bar when I was approached by an elderly white man. He introduced himself as Mr. White and told me that he had a proposition for me. He wanted me to work for him. I told him to get lost. He laughed and placed his business card in my pocket. Then, he left. I took the card and looked at it. Three days later, when I was on my last ten bucks, I gave him a call. Mr. White agreed to meet me at a restaurant. He told me that a good-looking young Black man like myself could make a lot of money. I asked him what he had in mind. He told me that he was a pimp. I almost walked away, but instead asked to hear more. The rest was history.
My first trick was not very memorable. A tall, good-looking Irishman named Dave Connor paid me nine hundred dollars to spend the night with him. Dave was a closet case who, although he made a fortune as an executive in downtown Los Angeles, kept his life secret from his boss and business partners. He even had a pretty wife named Sheri and a couple of brats. Nobody had any idea that Dave swung both ways. While away on business trips, he slept with men and occasionally women behind his wife's back. Isn't that sweet?
My most memorable experience took place a few months after I got into the job. I was introduced to a sexy stud. The stud in question was a tall, good-looking, light-skinned Black man named George Kellogg. He had short hair, caramel skin and pale green eyes and looked very stylish in a red silk shirt and Black pants. He lived in Beverly Hills and was actually a famous movie producer. His wife Lola Suarez Kellogg was a pretty, somewhat plump yet still sexy lady with short Black hair, dark brown eyes and light bronze skin. This Hispanic bombshell wore a slinky Black dress which accentuated her wonderful curves. She smiled from ear to ear when her husband brought me to her. George and Lola sat me down in their living room. We talked while drinking some wine. They told me that they were swingers. George Kellogg was bisexual and had a thing for sexy Black men. His wife Lola was a sexually adventurous nymph who totally got off watching her husband with other men, and occasionally women. I looked at the two of them, shocked. Well, this was different.
