GIGGLED! And she pulled her pants on, then, still turned away, put on her bra, then the blouse she was going to wear today. She was still buttoning it...up when she turned back to me, still giggling.“Payback for that last kiss,” she grinned.“You don’t play fair,” I said.“Oh, I don’t?” her eyes flashed sassily.Okay, two can play this game. I hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my pajama bottoms, staring into her eyes, and I bent, pulling them down to my feet. Still looking at her face, I stood. ‘Four to five times.’‘What?’ she was taken aback by my answer. ‘Where do you get that energy from?’‘Haha, I gym, mam. Gym,’ I answered.I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to get out asap. I said, ‘I’m getting late, hope you are finished with the questions.’‘Mmm. Stay a little while na,’ she said caressing my thighs. ‘Wait I’ll get you something to eat.’ She went into the kitchen and came back with a plate of snacks and a drink.‘Take this,’ and she bent in front of me. There I saw that big tit. He'd see over that time just how serious Cindy was.If she'd noticed him, surely she had, standing next to her, she gave no indication, but continued dressing her eyes. Quivering with trepidation and anticipation, he reached over with his free right hand and traced a fingernail down her butt cheek. THAT got her attention: “Ooooh... Daddy's thouchin' me,,, (giggle).” She didn't move, but shivered a bit. One of the responses he'd hoped for... He traced his finger back up be butt cheek:. Really there was little or no reason why she couldn't just call it quits on the street and resume a normal life. It was just habit that kept her there. Like me she lived pretty much in the 'now' of the moment and she just didn't worry too much about the future. She could see the future creeping up on her now a bit, but she had no skills or savings for a successful post-prostitution life. She came over as a bit of a ditzy blond, but like me her thoughts really tended to run deeper under the.