I could hardly control my anger and was fumbling for words, when he said. “I too wanted to try her some day.” I lost all control and shouted, “A...e you in senses? How dare you…?”But he looked surprised and coolly said, “So far as I know, she has already been fucked by no less than two dozen people and I do not think there would be any difference if one more cock entered her in one of her holes.” It was very true and before I could even think of a line to say, he said, “Why don’t you ask her?”. I could feel her small breasts as a totally perfect fit my hands, her jutting nipples pressing into the palm of each hand, hardening again at my touch. My fingers rubbed each nipple in turn, gently rubbing, making it stick up hard. I lifted her top, freeing them, wanting to suck them, to run my tongue over them and flick them. The blue jumper was thrown to the side. Urgency overweighing my desire to make the moment last, my hands freed her belt and dropped her jeans and knickers together,. He told his boss, as he nodded his head in agreement. She had a verbal agreement with the casino boss to work in at least three partys week, when I was not home. Her interest was 6% a week or 2400 dollars plus 100 in expenses, for a total cost of 2500 a week. She needs to turn 10 tricks a week to break even. You can see how they never get out of this mess. The odds are stacked up against them right from the beginning. I was home for a while, so Krystal missed a few parties, and missed making. The woman looked around. She opened her mouth as if to reply,then stopped as if puzzled. Peering at Bianca, she asked: "Do I know you?"Bianca smiled. "Sure. You work at Players, right?" The woman nodded. Itwas a strip joint not far from where Bianca lived. Not all of the girlsthere offered "extras" to the clients who paid for a private room, butCindy was very definitely one of those who did. "I saw you there a coupleof times. I mean ..."Bianca trailed off. She had a vague recollection of Cindy.