She looked like a child. As the cloth of her blouse thickened, buttons dropped off, and then the two sides seamlessly fused. Her reflection wore a w...ite halter top. Her midriff was bare.Watching her reflection, she saw her shorts shrink, baring her legs. When it stopped, she was wearing a spandex mini-skirt.Hoop earrings hung from her ears. Bracelets now adorned both her wrists. A small chain hung around her neck. She became shorter, then appeared to grow once again, as pumps with heels. "I know that. Why do you think I'm telling you all my family secrets?"The truth shocked Bill. "What? God damn it you've been turning me on!" A girl has to make a living," Veronica said simply. "What do you say? How about a blow-job? You want one? We can go in the back room."Bill's cock throbbed wildly in his pants and he asked, "How much?" Five or ten," Veronica said."What's the difference?" For five I guarantee you get off. For ten I take some time and tease you first." I'll give you five,". It's later in the day when she's finally able to think about a bath and about the evening she was planning. She had been to the grocery store for some champagne, caviar, cheese and fruit. She didn't want anything heavy to eat as she expected to be feeding other appetites. Her thoughts were making her skin feel tingly. Her pussy was getting moist. She's been avoiding these thoughts all day, but can't avoid it any longer. She was thinking of the lingerie she would be wearing, and the make-up. The musky scent of her sweaty crotch fills my nostrils. “That bitch is a natural cocksucker,” one of the guys sitting at the table across the room says.“What’s the word on that shipment of AKs?” Nekeisha asks as she grabs my ponytail and starts pumping my head up and down on her dick. “We’ll get them to the buyer and get our cash before the end of the night,” another man sitting at the table quickly says. “You fucking better! If I don’t get my money, someone’s gonna fucking die.” “Don’t worry,.