.."Darla shook her head as if to clear it. "Donnie, the last time Roscoe asked me that question, he stripped me naked to make sure and slapped me arou...nd a little, threatening to get serious about it if he found out I was lying and had stashed some money somewhere..." Fuck..." I rubbed my forehead. "I'm not Roscoe. I would suck as a pimp, per se. I'm your boss -- your business manager. Yeah, I expect to at least recoup some expenses out of this deal, but not one hundred percent." Well, we're. " he said. "All cheerleaders like nothing more than being slutty little sluts. You are the head cheerleader so you are the biggest slut of them all."Right then Mindy changed. She was a slut, she alwasy had been, that's what cheerleaders are. She began to look at Bob lustfully, her big bouncing breasts bouncing as she spoke. "What are you finking?" he said."I want you to fuck me." she replied."take off your clothes." he demanded.Mindy took off her clothes and stood naked before Bob, she glanced. She looked to be in her early 30s. She was wearing a red dress that showcased her unbelievable cleavage and stopped just short of her beautiful, curvaceous ass. She approached the man and spoke a few words to him. He seemed to ignore her which caused her to speak again. The two then appeared to get in a small argument which ended when the man walked over to a BMW and got in. He then drove off down the street to work, I assumed. Hmm, said Mom, watching the saddened woman walk back into the. I need a day away. I want to think without being distracted by you.”“I distract you?”“Everything about you distracts me and I can’t think clearly when I see you or smell you or think about you. Please allow me this. I will be at the Bar on Monday night. Please join me. OK?”“You know I am going to be there.”“And do me a favor.”“Anything, dear.”“Wear something to distract me and request a song or two.”“I know just what to wear and I have already been thinking what to request.”“Don’t request a.