Men shell and yield out money to whores and mongers and bitch tramps like they have won the best grand lottery in all of America and the world itself.... Prostitutes have to book a week beforehand as as to get access to the club and its moneyed clienteles themselves. The asking price is just a hundred dollars, and this is what I paid solely six days ago. If I hadn't carried my ticket here with me, the guards at the gate would not have allowed me in.The music is heavy and loud in here. All I can. I think my mouth was hanging open as she settled back in the chair, spread her legs and let this stranger have full access to her pussy. Nor was he slow to gain access, I had an unobstructed view of two of his fingers sliding into her pussy while his thumb stretched up to her clit. Moments later his plunging fingers had Sam on the edge of an orgasm and seemed intent on driving her over the edge.Suddenly Ruth leant over and said something, I followed the direction her eyes were looking and saw a. She sighed. “What’s the matter, baby girl?” asked her father, frowning with concern. “Oh, I’m… lonely, I guess,” she said in a small, sad voice. “Lonely? Don’t you have that boyfriend? What’s his name—Jack? Jock?” “Josh,” said Jill . “And no—I broke up with him.” “Why?” “He just wasn’t very nice to me. He wasn’t as good a man as you are, dad.” “Oh, sweetheart, I’m sorry. Well, that guy wasn’t worthy of you. Any fellow who doesn’t appreciate what a great girl you are is a bum, in my book,” he. I went their maybe 6 times before i even attempted to talk to her because her accent is strong. But i eventually decided i should make some conversation as she is always polite. I asked her about her background and we started to chat about different cultures. She asked me where i was from, and she told me her cousin was married to a man from my country (Argentina). I should have realized then but she was digging me. I talked to her about random nonsense and made my way out.That night i watched.