I spent the rest of the day at my desk going over them. For the most part, they were mind-numbingly boring. I suspected that for the most part, the jo... itself would prove to be the same.-oOo-I dropped down out of the night sky over Macon like a rock falling off a cliff. The lights of the city shone to the north of me as I used small movements to guide me to the meeting point on the banks of the Ocmulgee River. The call had come in from Midnight earlier that day to take Wing to Macon, Georgia. Cars would drive past, stopping outside the house. One of the goons would walk up to the vehicle. He would exchange words with the driver or passenger. They would finish the encounter with a handshake before the car drove off. The handshake wasn’t a standard hand gesture. It was an exchange of money for drugs.The two thugs were selling drugs to the public. For an hour I watched them and studied every move they made. They would take turns approaching the cars. Every time one of them would stay. I hate thunder and lighting she said as the waiter arrived to take our order. I was quite relieved for the interruption as it took the attention away from the fact that I got caught looking at her breasts yet again. Guilt soon took over and I excused myself to go to the bathroom to get control over myself. I returned back to the table to see our food had already arrived and she asked what took me so long, what is up with you and the bathroom tonight she asked? are you feeling alright? I told. Jessica looks at you raises one eyebrow, then asks you in a low seductive voice. ‘Did you like staring Rita?’ You don’t know how to answer this, you feel like this is almost like a trick question. Then Brittany leans into you and brings her full red lips right up to your ear asks you. ‘Did your cock get nice and hard?’ You are dumbfounded and you start to get really turned on, never in your wildest dreams would have expected her to say that. Brittany then gets up from her chair and steps.