I perused the scantily clad women. They all wanted a date with me. In my state of mind I wanted the sleaziest woman. And there were those who just wan...ted to watch me. Men in dark suits. Eyes unclear behind glasses. I couldn't shake their gaze. I found the skankiest junky whore I could find. She took me to an hourly hotel. Hopefully the followers didn't know I had chosen the hotel.In the room filled with the stench of dampness, mold and human excretion, I paid her enough to get her off a few. We moan into each other's mouth at the pleasure. She is clearly trying to warm me up with the friction of her pussy rubbing over my cock. She stops kissing me and puts her lips to me ear and whispers, “Are you getting any warmer yet, my little panty lover.” She breathes into my ear. “Not quite yet,” I cheekily say, hoping it will spur her on to rub me further with her crotch. Emmy pulls back and looks at me with a cheeky grin across her face. She knows I am no longer cold and I was just. 'He's just a horny god damned male pig.'Argie made stops at the hairdresser's and several boutiques.When she arrived back home, John was at work, of that she was sure, having called him on the half-hour for two days running. It took the better part of an hour, but Argie was finally satisfied with her new look. She picked up her purse, took one last look in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction and left to find a place to pick up a man.It must have been 102 degrees outside. But inside O' Mara's. Lewis smiled and asked her to turn over on her back. Julie hesitated for a moment and then turned over, revealing her perfect tan lined tits to our black masseuse. The towel was now on the floor, leaving Julie in just her tiny panties. Julie was breathing heavily as Lewis applied oil to her flat abdomen. He then asked if he could massage her breasts, and she whispered yes. Her nipples became rock hard as his black hands worked their magic on her tits. She began to quietly moan and rotate her.