"Not public... you want me to... to become a prostitute?" His voicecracked in shock.ShaJuana sat up and leaned towards him. "Not quite. What I have...inmind isn't prostitution - not under the legal code of the City andState of New York, anyway. Look, Ty, my... employer and I have thisclient who likes to play on the edge. She's looking for some way to... to meet his needs without," she hesitated, as if seeking the rightwords, then shrugged. "Without things going too far. Let's just leaveit. The crystal upon its top glistened brightly and projects candle light all around the darkened room.You cough that's when I see you dimly lit, alone as the men took all the younger women. You wear a big dress but the corseted upper shows off your figure. Normally I am not interested in the captured women. But you caught my eye. Your hair a mess and your clothes torn. I approach you briskly still carrying the sceptre but rather than cower. You look up at me and smile. Not knowing how to react I. . okay?" Sure."She opened the apartment door and step to the side to let Smirking move through with the bags. Smirking brushed her tits with his arm as he went by. He made it seem to be a complete innocent accident and just kept walking to her kitchen."I'll put those groceries away later." She said as she opened the kitchen cabinet under the counter and removed an open bottle of wine about a quarter full. "Damn, this is all I've got! I should have stopped by the liquor store but I was really. When he reached the bed, he roughly grabbed my ankles and pulled them so that I fell backward. It was apparent he didn’t believe in the domesticated act of foreplay. Not that it mattered. I was so wet I was dripping on his bed. If I had any sanity left in me, I should have tried to push him away when he mounted me. Not only did I make no effort to resist, but I also found myself raising my hips to provide a better angle as he pushed his big black mamba against my opening.My hands grabbed hold.