We made out in the park on the way out of the financial district. As we kissed I felt for the first time her full breasts. She was perfect in every ...way. As we walked arm in arm down the side streets towards my condo she put her head on my shoulder and stared up at my face with those heart melting eyes. I knew right then that I loved her.We reached the granite steps of my brownstone building and I placed a foot on the first step and looked at her. She looked at me seriously, and did the. Every dictum she put forth would bring calls for someone else to confirm the proffered facts.Adult Medical Services would find itself pushed back into the crevice from which it had grown. It would still be the place where adult performers got clean bills of health. Well, some of them, at least. Adam was certain that many performers would seek alternatives.Still, when it came right down to it, it was Wilma Scott's own doing. No one at the news conference had sought her out for comment. She had. Wow, oh wow, I felt so good. James had recovered sporting a wonderful hard on. He moved on top of the desk and I pushed him down. I quickly straddled him, rubbing his cock up and down my slit and across my clit before I guided him into my wet warm hole. His hands felt so good on my breast, and as I moved up and down, out of nowhere a flash of me fucking one of his clients entered my head. I could not keep my moans quite as I kept thinking about another stranger inside of me. . "Scott had the feeling he was never going to see the bridge loan repaid. "What's Barley doing to fix this?" That's the other problem." Tell him what's going on, Shirl."The drunk at the bar had crowded close. "Tell who what?" the man slurred."None of your business, Burt," Shirl said. "Go back to your stool." I'll drink where I damn well please."The bartender grabbed Burt's lowball glass and dumped the contents in a sink behind the bar.Scott moved as the drunk cursed and started to swing.Time.