High school cheerleader turned hooker. She and I had never gotten along. I was something of an outsider in that rural Southern redneck area because ... wasn’t into football and wore my hair longer than some girls there. I’d paid her pimp $50 to fuck her several months ago. She’d thought it was her regular money plus the fifty. She was pissed to have to fuck me, and even more when she learned how cheap he’d sold her to me. I sat down at her table uninvited, told her about Don’s problem, and. Are you able to wait so we can put another small pot on for you?”“Yeah, I’ll wait. Thanks, Hermione.”“How’s Prudence? The girls said you went to phone her.”“She’s feeling a lot better, but is going to try to sleep now. She hopes she can get home tomorrow.”“Great! I like that girl; she has guts. I’ll get your coffee started right away, sir.”Reg nearly told her not to call him ‘sir’ but saw little point in that niggle: it would just show he was feeling narky, and not produce any good effects.He. So I rushed to the bar she was at and picked her up.she got in the car.And said look I just caught my old man in my bed with another woman.I wanted to kill them both,but i thought about being prison for the rest of my life,HELL i'm too old for that shit.so i went to the nearest bar to get plastered.so i called you.Can i stay with you a couple of days? until i get head straight.I said sure s*s.we got back to my one bedroom Apt.I told her you can sleep in the bed,I will take the couch.she said i. She helped him put his now flaccid cock back into his boxers and jeans and sat back down in her chair. Though she didn’t recognize the movie, she listened and could figure out that they were about halfway through. He placed his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to him. She loved the smell of his cologne and she buried her nose into his chest to breathe him in deep. He started stroking her hair, letting it fall through his fingers. He loved to play with her.