You think back to previous dates you’ve been on where you allowed the boy to finger you while you stoked him. Remembering how the boy squirmed so m...uch before shooting his cumm all over your hand and the car seat. How hard the cock was in your hand and feeling it jerk and how the boy tried to force you to put his cock into your mouth. You thought that was so disgusting to do. You couldn’t ever imagine anyone wanting to do that on their own.With these thoughts going through your mind, you’re. " He'd just take it out on her.I tossed an envelope containing the five thousand peso reward for enduring my abuses and snagged a piece of scrap paper off his desk, writing down my hotel and room number.I handed it to him along with an additional fifteen hundred pesos.Again, a bit more than the usual but I was on an expense account and in my line of work, fucking is a legitimate expense."Make sure she's there by midnight." "O'po." "Now, Manny, about your little transgression." I forced him to. No. That's over and done with long ago. And my second husband decided just this last year that his young secretary needed him more than I did. So my problems are fixed, in a way. They're both out of my life."As she spoke my grip on her hand had tightened. I could feel her trembling a little. Her words were not describing how she was actually effected about her troubles. She may have wanted to seem blasé about it all, but clearly she wasn't. I leaned forward."More fools they. Lucky me. Are you. ’ ‘That I’ll get for you. But I’m keeping it with the pendent. What else?’ ‘The earrings my father gave me for graduation.’ ‘My God, Wendy.’ ———- Amy drove to the airport. She turned in the car and led Wendy to the ticket counter. Wendy had her driver’s license in her pocket, her purse was among the items staying behind at the pawn shop. They boarded the plane for a grim, silent flight back to Chicago. They were in Suzanne’s car before sunset. Suzanne said nothing. Wendy was Amy’s friend and it.