In the car I played with your hair. You absolutely love it when I play with your hair. Your love language is physical touch, and I make sure I do it...often. You pulled me closer at the red light and begged me to stop because you couldn't handle it. Your hand kept traveling when you were driving. At some of the red lights you were texting me just how bad you were going to fuck me when I got home. Some of them you had kept asking what to buy me or do to me to reward me for my outstanding. Well it,s been a struggle, but using my talents and some times my womanly charms(Helena had told me she lost her cherry to a married man when only fifteen) I got in a few of those. Each Party films, done some tv work and loads of glamour modelling under a different name of course. Lots of guys know me as Lola the mysterious broad with the big tits and ass in the sort of dirty mags my Mom would pull her hair out over, but of course I don,t tell her and Dad” She then told me about some of the men. "Sandy blushed.Derek grinned at Laura. "Easy Lola. I didn't harass you too much when Mom and Dad let Scott sleep over a couple of summers ago." Yeah, but he slept on the couch," Laura pointed out."After, you snuck down to the family room and did the 'dirty'," laughed Derek."Well why do you get to keep Sandy in your bed?" Because, unlike Scott, Sandy is going to be a part of this family for a long time to come," smirked Derek."Sandy. How do you put up with this little smartass?" laughed. He turned his head to see the dark shadowy figure of a thin woman, dressed in black with long unkempt black hair, just by a telephone pole.He smiled more from politeness than anything else. "Yes," he heard himself mouth as he looked at her pale emaciated face. She didn't look like she'd eaten for a long time. She had virtually no fat obscuring her high cheek-bones and her perpetually startled gaze. "How much?"The girl hesitated. "Twenty dollars," she announced at length."For what?"She shrugged.