"A lot of money." He looked up at Gary."Don't worry," his friend answered, smiling his strange smile. "You'll get a share. Sharon gave forty dollars t...o Stacy, so that leaves $460 to split three ways."Neil raised his eyebrows. "Forty dollars to Stacy?" Well," Sharon laughed, "she deserved something. She did all the work."The three friends laughed and went back to watching the video. It was coming to the end now, and Stacy was being simultaneously fucked by three guys, one in the ass, one in her. "Hi," she said stepping in. "I saw you moving in. Sorry, I couldn't help but students are checking in. Most of them will check in tomorrow." No problem," I said. "I didn't expect you to help."I hoped she could have helped because company always makes things go faster, but there was no reason to make her feel guilty over something she had no control over. That would only make me look like a jerk."You have some nice things," she said.If nice was the same as cheap then I had some of the nicest. Uh ... I mean ... you can do stuff like that?”Again, I couldn’t keep a smile from forming on my lips. Some girls just seem to exude a deep-set desire to be taken over by someone else. Fortunately for me, this desire seemed to be so great in her, that the only effect my smile had was to make her blush. “I am very, very good at this,” I told her. “I use it in my practice all the time. I have placed literally hundreds of people in various degrees of trance state. And because I’m an expert, I know. Looking down at my attire, I grabbed my bag and decided to get a good deal from pervy Peter Anderson. He was always crude and rude but gave me a good deal, and I was obviously on a role in the flashing department. I'd miss teasing the old man at the dressing room but I had an easy shot with the horny and obviously depraved mechanic.It was a few blocks and around the corner and the neighborhood seemed quiet for the time of day. Pervy Peter was talking to a customer about why a cracked.