He’d get her a room at a motel and she’d turn tricks until morning. When On nights that she couldn’t work at the strip clubs she’d stroll on t...he street pedaling her ass. She said Raymond would sometimes beat her if she didn’t earn enough or if he thought she was holding out on him but the whole thing just became a blur after awhile to the point she hardly knew what day it was.One night she got a night off and she just decided to hang out at the crib and get some much needed sleep. She woke up. When she stopped I realized my legs were shaking and my fingers were digging into the bed. “ Nice you just took eight inches and it looks like you like it.”. That was when I realized my cock was rock hard then she began to pull the dildo out very slowly and just before it was all the way out she went back in when I moaned she removed the gag and said as long as I was being good it would stay off.She kept fucking me with the dildo slowly increasing the speed until she was going quite fast I. Leaving the mess to be cleaned up later, she carried the large blue and red book back into the living room and the comfortable old chair that had been her mother's favorite. Running her fingers across the embossed lettering, she smiled as she opened the book to the section containing the graduation photos of Palmer College's Class of '73.It only took a minute to find Constance Rhoades' name in the index, and then the small portrait a few pages further on. It was a much better representation. I laughed to myself about doing yard work in November. That’s So-Cal for you, I’m sure we’d have another green Christmas. Bad things were coming, bad things indeed. Less than a day after talking to Candy, I had a drug and alcohol problem, shit, but my yard looked good. I assumed Candy had come early to get things ‘Mommy’ clean for her parents visit. I’m no slob, but a bachelor just doesn’t clean the same as a woman. I also figured that Candy had moved in. By the size and number of bags she had.