Sniff. Sniff. He likes what he sees and as I draw back and let my head rest against the seat his hand moves in. My heart beats, my body pulses and my ...yes wobble. He talks, says a word. A trigger. Euphoria. We talk still, though move closer. My instructions are remembered but garbled. I think he understands. He lights a cigarette and I ask if I can too. I inhale. I exhale. We talk.Talk turns to business. To needs and wants. He wants and I need. But not here, in the cab. Not for what he wants.. Works for Misguez and Salcedo downtown. I mean she took the job: the one she’d been angling for.”“I am so proud of her. I wish daddy number two was here to share her success. If anyone deserves to take pride in her success it’s David Carter,” he said.“Yes, he does,” she said. “But what can we do. He has to want to be here, and he doesn’t. Even if we find him, he’ll just blow us off and run away again.” He nodded and it was a nod tinged with sadness.“I guess. I really miss the guy. What he did. We can talk while we wait for them,” I told the stunned man in the suit.He stared for another minute before shaking himself and going to the phone. He walked the operator through what was going on, and asked for police and an ambulance.While he did that, I pulled out my cellphone and called Jonathan.“We have a situation,” I said when he picked up.“Who’d you beat up, now,” he said with a laugh.“Why does everyone assume I beat someone up when I call?”There was a long silence from the other end of. "Mmm... Yeah," the young girl whimpered, her voice a quiet croak."Sometime I'll put something else up there," he said huskily. When her juvenile vagina loosened as it surely would after a few fuckings he'd explore the renewable virgin-tightness of her nether portal, but not today. He had another orifice in mind.Debby's head moved slowly side to side, her breathing fast and labored as the sensations of sex grew quickly in her loins. As her arousal grew, she pushed her hips out at him, still.