She talked the leader into getting another hit from his glass pipe and took off back to see the black girl.I decided to get out of there and creeped b...ack to my car. I drove around the corner just as Sarah came back to see the black girl and give her the payment. I decided to go for it. I pulled up to the curb and the black girl came to my passenger window. “Hey baby’ wha chu doin? Lookin for a date tonight?” she said. I said, “yeah how about that skinny white girl in the green tube top. How. “You can push me anytime Ken,” I whispered, “As hard as you like.”He kissed me then, gently at first, but when I responded his kiss became stronger, more demanding and I felt his hardness against my stomach.“Your husband’s asleep, ” he said and I felt his hands move down my back onto my buttocks.“Yes,” I said softly and then moved my lips up to his ear, “Show me your bedroom.”With one look at my drunken husband, we walked upstairs together, my hand in his and my heart pounding, once in his room. He needed a lot of sex.When Liza was just sixteen her dad gave her in marriage to a man thirty years older than her. It was time for her to start giving babies. The man was wealthy and owned two whore houses in their town. Men who had their wives knocked up would fuck the whores till the wife was ready to breed again. Liza's husband had two whores he kept at his house and they only fucked him and put on sex shows between the two to entertain him. They had huge tits and big asses and were nasty. Does he have enough pull for you to schedule someone else for my shift?"I was mortified! I tried to get Mrs. Tucker's attention to let her know I'd made no such claim. But she didn't look my way. "You know how your father feels about changing shifts, Sarah. It just isn't done," she said, as she led the way to the dining room."I thought you said you were a fast puller," Sarah scolded me, making me want to shrink into the woodwork.Sarah passed the flag to Caroline, who took up the cause and the.