I was quite a little way from the booth, when Dan looked up and I was sure he'd seen me coming their way, but something distracted me. I looked away a...nd when I looked back toward the booth, I saw, whom I thought was Dan, walking in the opposite direction.I walked up to the booth, looking in the direction Id seen the man going, when he left the booth. I said, "hey girl, are you ready for a potty break?"Smiling nervously she said, "I'm sure glad to see you, I need to go bad.I entered the booth. He could always dominate an intellectual argument and it was rare enough to catch him straying into more socio-emotive areas. He listened to me without interrupting, almost sliding out of his easy chair, his hands linked around a knee stuck up into the air. It was the lack of a response that finally brought me up short. Always a bad sign when he is not bothering with interruptions. "A fair effort," he said when he was quite sure I'd finished. "But then, I understand, even parrots can be. We just hung out, smoked, and played video games all day and night. It was a lot of fun. This story takes place during the summer post junior year. As I said, I was essentially living at Jon’s place at this time. So, let’s get to the point. Jon’s mother was a smokeshow. Her name was Donna. She was probably in her mid-forties at the time, so pretty old for a smokeshow, but man was she fine. Honestly, think Sharon Stone. That is an accurate description of how hot she was. She had mid-length. Then, came a knock on the door.“Come in,” Perry responded.Carrie looked up and saw an older, heavy-set man in his forties walk through the door.“Well, so this is the one you told me about. She’s absolutely beautiful. You did say that I’d be her first paying customer?” the man had asked, completely ignoring the teen sitting on the bed.“That’s right. You’ll be her first customer. As a bonus, you’ll only be her second cock. I took her virginity and have been the only one she’s fucked or performed.