"You the whore?" Yes sir!" Smiling and trying my best to sound eager. "Brick sent meover? If you approve of me, it will be three packs please?"He s...ood up and opened his locker. He put three packs of cigarettes onthe back of the toilet, out of reach for me, easy to protect for him.I nodded and said, "Thank you, sir!" He was new to us, but he was notnew to the life. He knew how to do a prison deal."What's your name, bitch?" He got up and started toward me."Karma, sir," I said, smiling my. No would be rapist sprawled on the steps or at the foot of the stairs, either, so that was good. Not so much, the big crack running up the stairway wall to the ceiling. That was pretty effing scary. Gypsum dusted the carpeting white below the jagged crack, two inches wide in places, exposing the underlying wood studwork, which appeared cracked too. Had something hit the house?Her iPhone buzzed and she screamed and dropped it on her right foot. This time it bounced all the way down the stairs. “Yup, well I’ve got cold cuts how about a sandwich”? Bill moved close to her, “how about a pussy and ass sandwich”? She smiled coyly hopefully later now sit down”.Checking to make sure her husband was outside she looked at them. “Hector called me before he wants to know if I can get out tonight, I’d love to but what about your dad? Yeah that’s a problem. By the way mom we think Bill’s mom Irene is ready for fucking any suggestions? It depends on how horny she is and her mood, besides Bill. Now for the last 3 years or so Sarah would occassionaly call me to do odd jobs around her house. You know, leaky faucet, some painting or helping to move furniture, that kind of stuff. Every month or so she'd bake me a pie to say thank you and drop it by after she got home from work. Every tiime she came to the door she was dressed impecably, blouse and blazer, straight skirt, dark hose and high heeled pumps. She would always smile, say thanks for helping and wiggle her tight ass back home. It.