I fucked Brian every chance I got. I fucked his boys, too. I could afford sexier clothes. I even bought a car. I paid cash for it. It was a red Merced...s convertible! One night Brian sent me a text message. It said, Go to 1395 Bellaire Street. That was all. It was just an address. I did not hesitate. I was not sure what was up. I hoped it was something sexy. I showered and put on some sensual makeup. I painted my lips bright red. I pulled up my nude back-seamed hose. I put on a sexy red micro. Apparently “Your daughter” wasn’t the right answer.What is the difference between a drug dealer and a hooker? A hooker can wash her crack and sell it again.The teacher asked Jimmy, “Why is your cat at school today, Jimmy” Jimmy replied, crying, “Because I heard my dad tell my mom ‘I’m going to eat that pussy when Jimmy goes to school today’”“Babe, is it in?” “Yeah” Does it hurt?” “Yes” “Let me put it in slowly” “It still hurts” “Okay, let’s try another shoe size.”I asked a Chinese girl for her. The nearest base was in much better shape. It was out of the mountains and in a large savanna with one large upthrust of rock. What was odd about this was that there was the remains of a large walled city nearby. Though the base was our goal we decided to see the city first. I could sense magic about this area but its flavour was different than what I was used to. Whatever it was it was old.We flew over it many times while looking down. The buildings were not high and those we saw poking out of. “My brother is going to get the wrong idea.”'The wrong idea,' I thought. How can I get the wrong idea when I see two girls kissing? Why would there be a different reason for two girls to kiss each other than to express an intimate relationship between two loved ones? I try to rack my brain over another possibility while they continued to fight.“We are playing truth or dare,” Nadia explained breathlessly. “Your sister, of course, chose truth at first, and the question was: ‘” Who was your first.