Again, the run was uneventful, but, at least, I was able to head for the whorehouse. The madam was agreeable to my same deal of $1 for the whole night... and I managed to empty my pipes of whatever stuff I had accumulated over the weekend. Man, them women sure were accommodating!Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday went the same way with nothing to show for my efforts beyond a sore ass. Friday was a little bit different. I ain't sure exactly what happened, but I think I frightened off a robbery. ” She then lifted her leg and gently rubbed her knee in my crotch. As any man would when getting a knee in the crotch unexpectedly, I jumped back a bit, and asked her, “Mrs. Oakes, what are you doing?” She put her arms around my neck, and looking up into my eyes from lowered lashes purred, “Don't be naive, Jim, don't you find me attractive, I find you very attractive,” and rubbed her pelvis against mine. Suddenly I remembered this was a movie, and tried to follow an unwritten script, “ But,. I’m begging you.” Katie’s voice shook.“Oh now I have something you need? Are you going to write a letter? Allow me a place to stay? I’m sure a letter of recommendation from Mrs. America and a famous television star would go a long way in front of the board.” He triumphantly stated into the phone.The hot wife fought her trembling hands. Her voice quivered, “Fred wouldn’t allow you to live with us. There has to be another way.”“You’ll have to convince him. There isn’t any other way,” Phil. Her golden-yellow skin was spotless and naturally hairless. She had big drunken eyes and full, luscious lips that begged to be kissed. To top it, she was smiling shyly, showing off her pretty white teeth.It was the half shy, slutty smile that turned me on and gave me a hard erection every time I saw her. She caught me off guard, admiring the sensual dark silky curls that grazed her exposed shoulders in a long bob haircut. Then she turned and asked me sweetly:Piya: Can you tie my blouse laces?My.