He knew how to push her buttons, to convince her of almost anything. This is foolish, she thought, a woman my age acting like a love sick schoolgirl. ...My God what was I thinking sending him a photo like that. He probably thinks I' m cheap now.Janice shook her head trying to clear away the jumble of questions. She new she was throwing her self at a man she never even meet face to face, but it had been so long since she was able to "connect" which anyone the way she did with her mystery man. What. His fingers kept a constant speed, not lingering to touch any part of me. I no longer thought of Ceciline. She may have been in the back of my mind, but her husband was most definitely in the front of it. I know longer thought of my aching muscles, just of how much I wanted to feel his cock inside of me and how much I wanted to feel his cum dripping down my thigh. "Fuck me." Those two little words escaped my mouth before I was able to stop them. They were repeatedly being said in my head. Slap.. "They should be fine, then." The white kid seemed to have it all under control..." Abigail mused."Good. Try to handle things until the Carters get there. Amy and I will be along soon, too." Toby hung up.By one-thirty, the outbound trickle from the diner had turned into a flood, but Big Jack Osborn was pleased with the results. The diner had done a week's worth of night-shift business and the two black hookers had made Jack and their young pimps a small fortune. A number of boys had 'settled'. .. for both of them."Drifting back to reality from her reminiscing, Mandy looked at her fingers resting on Bob's shoulder. She thought how sometimes life changes radically in an instant."Sometimes for the good, sometimes for the bad."And every once in a while, changes for the BEST!"I wonder if I will find another dirty red pickup truck window to tap on to help me through this?"Then the sorrow and tears that she had been holding back, crept up behind her eyes and tried to push out.Clamping her.