She would never understand his true ambition, his Purpose. But when the time came, he would make sure that she saw him for who he actually was. He smi...ed.The girl on the table cringed at the sight of the smile. He had seemed so nice, offering to give her a ride when the tire had gone on her car. He had pulled over behind her, a God's send in her time of need. At that time of day, on the tiny back road they had been on, it would have been hours before she could have gotten help.And besides, he. I don't know what came over me but I told them I had to pee and if they didn't stop making me laugh I'd pee right there. They all laughed and told another joke. I looked at my boss and said I'm sorry, and the pee started to hit the ground right between my feet. I couldn't resist it, and they seemed to really like it.When I was done, my boss handed me his handkerchief and said go ahead, he knew I needed to wipe, I tried to look embarrassed, not horny, and did just that. He told me to keep. I shook my head. “No.”She curled her legs under her to get up on her knees. “The risk that I might become pregnant with your baby?”She was blowing this way out of proportion. “No.”She crawled toward me on one hand and her knees while using the other hand to continue to cover her chest with the blanket. “What about the risk that I might become addicted to you, whether by sex, your sperm, or just you?”I shook my head. “No, I...”She shook her head, her jet-black locks shaking out like she was. On these occasions it's for the pleasure of men...maybe I'll talk about them more another time.But what I will say is I've met 6 men through squirt and on three occasions have gone dressed up to a local park, a popular gay cruising area, after arranging to meet men there. I must be doing something right because every man I've met has wanted to see me again and with two of the hottest studs we've had follow up nights in hotels.They're usually married and if not they live with a woman and all say.