'You wanna make some extra money?'She shook her head and continued looking straight ahead.'You sure?'She nodded.I stopped and turned the other way.I t...oked a few steps in the other direction, but changed my mind. I turned round and looked back at her. Young girl, walking by herself late at night. Isn't that how all good ****s start? I decided to follow her, perhaps walk next to her and chat. Who knows what might happen if she turned off the lighted streets and into a dark alley? I certainly. I went back to the the "service" I was giving, thrusting my tongue in and out of Helena's increasingly wet tunnel, until she screamed in pleasure and flooded me with her juices. I lapped up her juices, but not until she was dry. I wanted to get into that wet warm paradise. I stood up, undid my jeans, and pulled out my rock hard cock. Without a word being said, Helena got off the table, turned and bent over it. I put one foot on a kitchen chair. She reached round and guided my head onto her. There was a large blob of cum between her feet."Here," Tim said and handed her the thong panties from his pocket."Where did you get these?" Janice asked, taking the tiny piece of material and sopping up her sloppy vagina as best she could."Let's get some lunch and I'll tell you." He took the panties back when Janice was done and put them in his pocket.A second later, the elevator opened, and a crowd of people got on, forcing Tim and Janice to the back.Tim leaned over to her and whispered, "You. Ray figured he was probably going to win her a Nobel Prize with the case study on his neurosis."It was something that I never would have noticed before. Her hair changed. It was long at one time. Now it's trendy. It's flashy and it looks great on her. With light blonde highlights." Women change their hair style and colour quite often." And she started going out to lunch with friends more often." Okay," Liz's tone was neutral. He felt the skepticism more than he heard it."And one day her friend.