I’d never imagined myself meeting some pretty girl, unknown to Karen, either. That was the big one.I was about ten minutes early and asked for a tab...e for three, then waited, my nerves going somewhere through the roof. I wondered if she was really as pretty as I remembered or if that had just been the excitement of the moment clouding my judgment. I know I’ve written about things somewhat similar to this, but this was real, not just part of a story, words on the computer. It seemed a lot more. She said that she was afraid. I said I will manage everything.Next day, I was waiting with my friend’s bike at the stop. Her father dropped her and left. She bunked college and sat on my bike. A beautiful girl in jeans and t-shirt sitting behind me. I thought I was very lucky and I asked her to hug me. I was applying brakes constantly and making her body press against my body. She gently slapped on my back and said she needed time.Then we went to Chutney’s, had our breakfast and next I asked. I knew justhow cheap young recruits were! She/he supported her mother andtwo younger sisters by plying her trade near a couple of marinebars that I knew well, in fact I was surprised she wasn't reallya female because I had seen her around for a while. She pretendedshe was also surprised I was a boy too. She wore a cock ring butshe would not wear a chastity belt, mostly for her business. Plusshe was more dom than I was. I wasn't ready for a chastity belteither but my other new 'gyrlfriend'. We started to fight and I pulled a knife and stabbed him."Only once, but it did the trick. Later, I found out Gloria had made the whole fucking story up. She was trying to fuck up my friendship with the guy simply because he had forbidden his son to see her any more. Ain't that a fuck! Now I'm facing thirty years to life. I'll probably die in here. But, Janie, old kumquat, before I go I'm gonna suck cock and get fucked as much as I can and want!" He laughed again. Heartily. This time, Jane/Joe.