I knew this was an incredibly helpful and beneficial idea. Eddie and I would not only live better than we'd been living, we'd live better than we'd ev...r lived -- even before our folks died. Eddie would have stability, someone to watch over him while I was God-knows-where, playing baseball, and an end to mid-term interstate and intrastate school transfers.So where was the negative side?Nowhere. Except that I wasn't in a position to carry my share of the load, economically, and I likely wouldn't. Tyrone fucked heragain. Daisy experienced multiple orgasms. She wanted to spend the weekend fucking but Tyrone said he had work he needed to do on the business and took her home. Daisy was disappointed but accepted his decision. When she got home, she had to call her friend Tricia and tell her the news!Tricia answered her phone. Daisy couldn’t contain herself. “I did it Tricia, I did it. A Black man fucked me and paid me money. He actually thought that I am so sexy that he paid me money to fuck. I had no idea what the truck driver that I had spent the last mile entertaining was going to look like so everytime the door opened, I looked that was for any sign of recognition. Within a few minutes , my prize walked in. He too went to the urinal and pissed, but all the while watching me. I stepped away from the urinal, not bothering to zip up and went over to the sink to wash my hands. He quickly followed and started the conversation asking me if the car I was in was mine. I said yes. Reesa's toes, she flicked her foot sending it flying to the floor a few paces away, but also causing her foot to kick me in the face, and while it rested there, she roughly changed her position, crossing the other still-shoed foot to the top and said with gusto, "NEXT!"I repeated the humiliating task to its completion, freeing her beautiful feet from the bound captivity of her Nikes and socks, hoping to gaze upon them - her toes were plump and the nails were painted pink, which stood out.