.."The suave entrepreneur of the underworld looked up at his right hand man. Julio understood perfectly well what sort of "instruction" he was to give...the girls. In Don Ernesto's circle, a few well chosen words sufficed to instill fear of reprisal into the addict-prostitutes. In addition, they would all be given ample quantities of dope and alcohol, then transported in the Mercedes. High-density gelatins would be attached to the side and rear windows from the outside, creating zero visibility.. She leans her knees against the couch, and with her dress stripped up, she hesitantly puts her cock in my mouth. I moan to encourage her, as I spread her buttocks. My blowjob has taken her to a point where her lust quickly takes over again and her thrusts get bolder with every single one of them. Being in this position stokes my lust and while I am gagging on Bee's hard cock, pumping my throat with increasing vigor, I am trying to position my throbbing cock so it will be rubbing on Bee's heeled. This wasn’t enough anymore. I wanted to smell his body as I played with myself. I thought about getting into bed with him. But that seemed too risky and nearly impossible to do without waking him up. But I saw the shirt he wore today hanging on his chair. I carefully tiptoed to it, grabbed the shirt and quickly got back under the covers. That was the smell that could have woken my body parts even if I would be paralyzed from the waist down. This woke the b**st in me. I laid on my side or almost. I honestly didn't think she knew how beautiful she was.The junior/senior prom was coming up in a couple of weeks. I wasn't really planning on going until I met Gloria."Gloria, would you like to go to the prom with me?" I asked.I couldn't believe I asked her. Girls like her didn't hang around with guys like me. It was like beautiful people and average people don't mix. I guess that was just the way I looked at it.I was about as happy as a guy could be. I started thinking how everyone would be.