They’ve sold work to Google and to the Department of Defense. Got a lot of money for it. Me ‘n’ Nikki are responsible for them on campus...”�...Campus,” I said. “Like middle school?”“No, no,” Nikki laughed. “Campus. Like Auburn. Special student status.”“Seriously?” Derek asked. “I’m that age. I was in my first year of middle school. Don’t they go to regular school?”“Nope. They were ... when Terri first came to Tennessee from her mom’s, and before the Weismanns moved into the apartments where we. I figured it was more anonymous so it should be cool....but it wasn't as secretive as I thought. Working the booth was tougher then I thought. First of all every customer would peek through the whole and see me. They wanted to know the white girl was blowing them. The guy would ask how much, and he'd shove his dick through the hole. It got easier over time but it felt strange at first. Grabbing the shaft of his black cock, licking, kissing it and hearing him moan. The word must have spread that. When its my turn to play, the crotch of my shorts are clearly wet, and a slick film of pussy juice is making it's way down my inner thighs, I can smell the aroma of warm vaginal secretions, it's thick in the air, Kyle eye's are glued to the spectacle I've created. Finally I collapse on the ground in front of Kyle, my legs spread wide apart, my short shorts stretch tight against my honey muffin, soaked wet with my sex juices, I glance at Kyle and notice he's now tugging at the bulge in his. Let your hair down, and go get fucked, it will do you a world of good. I can cover for you, after all I have a cop for a husband, and yours won’t dare come around here, if he knows what is good for him.”I thanked her and after she left I spent the rest of the day thinking about whom I could go visit. After all I do have a few friends like that; I usually turned them down because I didn’t do one on one in respect for hubby, but then again he isn’t around to complain. One such person is a man.