I open my mouth and she spoon-feeds me the meat and sauce, and the air is charged electric. I'd no idea that food could be so erotic, but at that mome...nt it's all I can do not to grab hold of her and press her up against the counter and kiss her deeply.The loud thumping on the door begins again and breaks the mood."I'll get him," I say. "I really don't mind if he's in here if you don't." Well, okay," she replies, "but don't say I didn't warn you!" I open the door and Hamlet bounds in, nearly. I’m 21 and petite, with strawberry blonde hair. Let’s be honest, I’m short, only 5 feet tall in my socks, and less than 100 pounds dripping wet. I have small 32A breasts with pert, small nipples, a butt that I think looks like a boy, and lets just say that the carpet matches the d****s, if you know what I mean. I’ve got some nice legs, knees and calves, but if you’re looking for curves, that’s not me. I’m not skinny, but nothing sticks out too far.Fortunately for me, I'm perfect for the third. I was calling my parents every week and I told them he was married and I did not know where his wife was but he always came home to me and I knew he must see her sometime. They told me to remember the honor of the family and that he had paid the money and I was his. I was resigned to my life.Then I realized my monthly did not happen. I was afraid. Would a pregnant prostitute have a place in his life? Would I have to live on the streets? Would he sell me to another man? What about my child?. ?Err, yea, it's just I didn't think you spoke English, the other day, whenI.? ?Oh just forget about that. You didn't hurt my knee at all,? the goddess repliedpleasantly without a hint of humor. Her friend finally lost the cold hard lookon her face and smiled. ?Oh! You're having a drink in the bar right? Can wejoin you?? ?Oh yea, of course, yea,? I blurted out in total surprise. Ushering them toa table I regained my composure. My cock still throbbed in my pants and wassurely seen by both women..