"Well, that's my son, although he prefers me not to use that term so Iusually just call him my Nicky."Nick knew that the woman she described would hav... been noticed by almostanyone within half a mile. Stunningly attractive, glamorous, beautifullydressed and, even when in jeans, legs to die for. Simon's mouth haddropped open a few inches."I told Nicky about you when we spoke on the phone last night and she'dreally like to meet you, but I told her that it would have to be yourdecision. Even I. Marcy lay sprawled amid some garbage in the dark alley, her skirt torn away, her blouse in tatters... When she had wanted the five dollars up front the heavy set man had beaten her, then taken what he wanted.The combination of drugs and abuse was fogging her mind."Who..." Marcy, it's me," he said coming closer."Ki... Kirk?" Good God, what's happened to you?" How... how did you find me?" A lot of persistence and some dumb luck. I found a producer you used to work for. He said you were... turning. I love you. You look beautiful.”I saw her lips curl up into a smile, and her cheeks reddened. She shyly glanced away for a moment and ran her fingers through her blonde locks before looking back at me. “Thank you.”I said, “Let me decontaminate, and I’ll call you back.”“Okay. There’s a package by the door. Take it in once you’ve cleaned up, but don’t open it until I say so.”My brow furrowed as I gave her a confused look.She laughed – somewhat nervously – and said, “Later. When you call me. She moved her hand that was on her tits to her aching hole, sliding two fingers, already feeling all her white juices flowing to her also ready to be fucked ass. She slides her two fingers in and out of her pussy while she brings the other hand down to her huge, clit, so erect it could pass for a small cock. She rubs her clit, at first with a few fingers while she adds three fingers to her pussy, saying his name louder now, begging him to please fuck her; she needs a cock, she needs HIS cock..