"Thirty a day or one-eighty a week," he replied while looking away from his racing form only long enough to give her an appreciative once over."But I ...as hoping to find something a little less expensive," she replied fingering her purse where the last few dollars of her prize money resided."Miss, in Hollywood this is dirt cheap," said the man."But ... but ... I've come here to be in the movies. All I have is..." Yeah, you and a thousand other girls. Sorry little lady but it's thirty a night or. Personally, I’d never had him as one of my teachers, but I definitely knew who he was. I often admired him walking by when I sat in front of my locker. Let’s face it, it was hard not to admire the guy, he was quite young and very good looking. Anyways, Damien bought a round for the table and offered up the empty chair next to him for me to sit. Before I knew it, he’d treated me to five rounds and was dragging me out onto the dance floor with him. I was originally there to dance in the first. "Wow, you really are the slut aren't you," he said with a chuckle.I couldn't believe I had added the part about cumming in me. But I did. I did want to feel his cum in me. Actually I did want him fucking me. I knew that. I think he knew it to."And I want you to film it and post it on our site. Your cum running out of my ass," I said actually envisioning in my head, laying on my back as his hot load ran back out my ass."I'm looking forward to it. And maybe this time, I'll even let you do some of. ..off. I held my hands up and just stared at my nails for aminute before I realized what it was. They needed polish.Specifically, they needed dark red polish, though I wasn't quitecertain why they needed to be that exact color, only that they did."Jerry," mom said, abruptly distracting me from my thoughts.I gasped, suddenly realizing what I'd been thinking and feeling a knotin my stomach. I didn't want polish on my nails and had absolutely nointerest in putting any on. Yet when I glanced to.