And you don't get to see MY tits unless you win, so what the fuck do you expect me to do?” “I want you to say some stuff. Tell me what you'd reall... do for a man that size.” I rolled my eyes into the next zip code. “All right. Fine. For a man that size I would...I would get down on my knees and worship his cock.” I leaned in, talking more intensely and softer. “I'd polish the tip of his knob with my tongue until I could see my own whorish face in it.” Now I was whispering. “I'd cradle his fat. The office had been fairly quiet and Eveline had let most of the staffgo early at around 4.30pm. Meanwhile she had shut herself in her officeand was busy temporarily rearranging the furniture. She had pushed herdesk further back against the wall, and had moved one of the two-seatercouches so they were both against the other wall, and then pushed thecoffee table up against them. She wasn't too bothered about them havinginternet viewers tonight, but she had charged up her hand held camcorderand. East High School.” She read my facial expression perfectly. “And that lets the air out of the old ballon,” she said, rolling her eyes but still smiling.“Honestly, it’s still going to take a while for that bad boy to deflate. Nice to meet you, Miren. Looking forward to working on you.”“On me?”“What?”“You said, ‘working on me.’”“i plan on taking a shit in a hole, wanting to crawl into a hole. “Working with you.”“You be careful, Randy, or I might just go to work on you.”“Fifteen will get me. “Do you leave yours with her?” he says, pointing at Kim’s pelvic area.“Damn! You are too smart Wally. Can I call you that?”“I have no objection brother. So where?” he’s getting impatient.“Have you tried the streets? Koinange? Biashara? Odeon?” asks Kim.“I was going to, but a friend advised me against it. He said those women will d**g then rob me. Plus they are not on the streets anymore; I have been looking. Business must be booming”“Well, that’s indeed true. The rotten ones rob you. The smart.