“There is absolutely no reason to rush it.”The eggs and bacon were very good. The orange juice wasn’t as good, but I decided to eat all I could ...before I became homeless again. There was no doubt in my mind that my job was going to be keeping an eye on someone. That was always cold hungry work. I knew that from experience.“We are going to be early, pull up directions to a park near the University Club on Carolina Avenue,” I demanded of Sally.We sat in the downtown park lost in thought for almost. He watched as she diverted her gaze for only as long as it took for her to locate what she wanted to show him and turn her phone so that he could see the screen.“What’s this?” he asked.“It’s ‘My Boyfriend’s Favorite Things’ list. Feel free to add anything that I might have missed.”JR started perusing the list. It was broken down into categories, such as ‘food and drink’, ‘toiletries’, ‘clothing’, and ‘entertainment’ among others. While he quickly browsed through most of the categories, he took. ” Said the whore. “Great”. Said Terry. “Give me $200, I need to go across the street to the pharmacy for some stuff for you.” Said the whore. Terry handed her the money and she went into the CVS. 15 minutes later, she came back to Terry, holding some bags. “Where are we gona do this?” Asked the whore. “your place.” “My place is that alley over there.” She said while pointing to the alley behind them. “lets go.” Said Terry. The Alley was very dirty and had a large dumpster that smelled terrible. She felt her vagina grip the remaining nothingness. Traitor… she thought of her body, realizing it wanted more. Moments later the shaft reentered her, quickly pushing its full length back inside her. She gasped loudly, then let her tongue engage in an erotic battle with his. The shaft repeated its motion, retracting, then quickly impaling her in depth, establishing a steady rhythm. Her moans grew louder and she caught herself starting to pump her hips into the forceful rams of the shaft. Ohhhh.