Every year there is a barter fair on the outskirts of town. Money is not used for anything that is “purchased” everything is traded for something or equal value. Value in this venue is completely subjective because the worth of each item is usually more sentimental than monetary. I went to this barter fair with a few friends last year, but we didn’t bring anything to barter with because we were new to this experience. My friend saw the most beautiful hand crafted rug that could have easily been sold for thousands of dollars in any store in town. She had to try and convince him to give her the rug with the few items in her purse she was willing to part with, but he didn’t want anything from her purse. He wanted her.
I have never used sex to pay for services rendered, nor have I known anyone to do that. My friend decided the rug was worth it, so she went behind his little counter and gave him a blow job. I stood in front of the booth with my back to them so nobody would come in, but I didn’t realize there was a back entrance. I heard her moaning and thrashing around, so I turned to look and couldn’t believe what I saw.
She was bent over the table sucking on one guys cock and another guy was fucking her from behind. She looked like she was really enjoying herself, and when the guys were done fucking her we left. She had her new rug and those guys had a fuck of a lifetime. She still says the rug was more than worth it, she then boasted that not only did she get a very expensive and beautiful rug, but she had some pretty amazing sex. In her mind this was a win, win situation for all involved. Not only did she pay for services rendered, but so did the shop keeper.