~~~When Verti came back into my shop a couple of days later, I told her about the condoms."How much are you selling them for?" She asked as she placed... a few cans of beans, a bag of rice, and bottled water onto the counter for purchase. "I'm not selling them for cash," I told her."What!?" She screamed. I was glad I only got a few customers into my shop, today, she was the only one in my shop. "I need them really badly." She said lowering her voice."I'm selling sex instead." I said."What?" Just. She wanted him to quench the fire that was burning with in her. Her cunny wanted him more with every movement of his fingers on her body. She could feel her clit standing erect already protruding from its hood as though actively searching for his touch. She felt his fingers slide past her now trickling moistness, as she heard herself beg for him to touch her. Her need for this masseuse was desperate! She no longer was in the world that she owned but had been transported to this mans place where. "And then I thought about all that I had said and wondered why it had been that way. This was just about the same time that Sarah asked why we had never gone on vacations like other people had."Because your father has always said that he could not afford to take the time off of work." I could see that this discussion was going downhill in a hurry and looked at Hank to do or say something that would move the topic away from Scott's failings as a father. Hank, bless his heart, suggested a game of. Now, apparently, all of these dorky looking little Mexicans intended to take turns with him, consummating the ass fucking that she had come here to get - but now she was going to get it, Four Times Over!Swallowing hard, she knew that it was much too late to be able to do anything to avoid getting butt fucked by these disgusting looking little twerps, and that she had no one to blame but herself for the inescapable position she now found herself in.She also knew that Pablo's prep work on her.