I wanted to try and direct our conversation to something a little more personal so I tried flirting with Connie. ‘You’re looking exceptionally el...gant today Connie.’ I said. ‘I love the silk blouse!’ She smiled and said, ‘I’m glad you notice things like that Philly. Did you watch me walking toward the coffee kiosk like you usually do?’ I must have blushed realizing she knew I enjoyed watching her ass when she was walking away. I said, ‘Why yes Connie I did watch. How did you know?’ She. It spun round and round and the top pointed at James or Jimmy as they called him. He was the pitcher for the baseball team and had some very nice arms and probably abs too if she could ever get to look underneath that shirt. The backend pointed at Tim the goalie for the soccer team, he was a tall lanky boy with short cut spiky straight hair.“Ugh” Tim said “I hate sitting across from you” “Yah we need and odd number of people for this to work” said Mike the fourth boy “Ok turn around unless. I was comfortable walking around in tight knickers, just myself and a father who never seemed to notice me, always drinking with his buddies, some whom he brought home at night, and some in particular showed affection.That was when the words 'Pole' and 'Lap' became instrumental in my formative years, and how my essay, all those years later, was representative of my experience, and now with my bodily curves having more meaning and surface area to caress, at f******n I was still willingly sitting. And right now I need money and you’re my ticket to paying off those poker IOUs.”“But ... but...”He started thinking aloud. ‘Let’s see four to five tricks a night. A hundred per. It may take a little while but at least I can quickly put some cash in their hands. That ought to keep them off my back.”“Kyle, you can’t possibly think I would...”“You’ll do what you’re told, slut!”The words bitch, whore, slut and mother had apparently become interchangeable.“But ... but you’re asking me to ....