I never fucked a Puerto Rican from New York City.” I thought it was a joke and just laughed. This has to be some kind of test or something. She touc...hed my cock one more time and went to the bathroom. I went to the table and sat down grabbed my drink. I was really thinking this is a test. I’m not falling for it. I’m going home to have fun with Jen. Jen comes back to the table. She asks where is Danielle I told her at the bathroom. Jen says that we have to go cause her monthly friend came a day. All in all the experience was well worth the $101.62 that it was going to cost me. Don't get me wrong, the young lady, Marci was her name, was not a prostitute, someone in the business of selling sex for money, she was just settling a debt.The story started two days ago when a man came into the shop where I work and bought himself a receiver hitch and an electronic brake control. He was going to rent a trailer and haul a car to his parent's house. He told me he had all the tools necessary to. He sank back into the chair and stared at the screen as it proceeded to show him through the library for a second time.Grabbing up the shirt he had slept in the night before from the bed, he wiped himself down as his body went from 300 m.p.h. back to the slow lane. He was drained in more ways than not… and contentedly so!He pulled up his pants, closed the program on the computer and smiled at the picture folder he had newly copied to his desktop. He finished mopping up his lap, disconnected the. When I got home after football practice mom's car was in the drive and when I got in the house she was in the kitchen cooking. She looked gorgeous with a white blouse showing her cleavage and a very short blue skirt. "Dinner in 30," she said, "so you have got time for a shower."After showering I completed one of my homework assignments before mom called me for dinner. To my surprised she had opened a bottle of wine. Our conversation was easy and centred around football and school. When we.