Spencer is sitting quietly beside me, apparently watching me sleep. Finding that a little disconcerting, I sit up abruptly and push the blanket onto t...e car floor."What the hell is going on? You promised to take me where I wanted to go." I am trying not to shout."I did promise you that and I have every intention of following through. You needed to sleep and I was loathed to wake you. Now that you are up we can continue on to wherever you'd like to go. But may I offer an alternative?" Spencer's. He took a deep breath, paused and then let it out.He mumbled under his breath, "Yeah, I got your card Detective."She heard him wad it up, a moment later it thunked into a waste can. His face appeared in her vision. It was horribly pockmarked. Deep scars from acne peppered his skin. There was something oddly familiar about it, something from way back, from another life. With a motionless shudder, she realized he was looking her up and down, an uncomfortable sheen in his eyes.She startled. As I approached, she looked at me and let her hand slide up the older woman’s crotch. She whispered something in the older woman’s ear.I resisted the urge to close my eyes tightly and wish it all away, but that would have been insulting people who did life like this because they believed in it. I was not one to criticize another person’s life. I required the same of the rest of the world for my own choices. Walk on, old and young babe; I got your back.With all that before me, I wasn’t being. She came over and I handed her the rolled up twenty. As she bent over to take a hit, I stopped her. I pulled down her panties, leaving her totally naked. She had a small bush of matted brown pubic hair, and smelled none too clean. I stood behind her and wrapped one arm around her waist, and slid one, then two fingers of my other hand into her mouth. Once she got them nice and wet, I pushed her torso down towards the dresser top where the coke was, and reached down to her dirty cunt. I slid my.