I wan to see if your memory is as good as mine Alberto my boy, Marina thought.Alberto looked at all the Blonde women."Hey if I guess it right would yo...u give me normal price so that I can fuck her ass???" asked an excited Alberto, in Spanish.Marina just stared at him smiling and then nodded.He was just excited at staring at these Blonde prostitutes, but not only because they were Blonde but he would also be fucking a symbol of power as these women used to be Heads of States.Alberto stared at the. Mom didnt even wait for a reply and was zooming off to get chatty with her Asian girlfriends. What the fuck am I going to do? I groaned into my pillow. For a moment everything Mister Pressman has said about support programs for pregnant mothers came back to me and my stomach rolled in revulsion. No one knew anything about me, so no one could help. I should just cut my wrists or walk in front of a train. As I contemplated my gruesome end the phone rang. I didnt own a cell, so ran out to answer. I felt her body writhe under my hand, so I moved it down to her awaiting vulva. As soon as I touched her there, she inhaled deeply and let out a tiny, muffled moan. I continued, rubbing her clitoris as she pressed her body against mine and kissed me passionately. The look on her face was excitement and bliss. She held me close with one hand and felt my hand on her clit with the other. I kept going, harder and faster until finally she pulled my hand away. She couldn't handle any more as she. In order to set it up, there is no sex in it, so if you’re one of my regular readers your either in for a treat or a shock or a let-down. Either way, here it is.** It was just another day. That thought echoed loudly in Doris’s head. ‘Just. Another. Day.’ Her eyes peeled themselves open and she waited for the image to come to focus in the mirror. The eyes looking back at her were red and haggard, sunk in and rimmed with dark circles. The cheekbones protruded and the former attractiveness that.