I wondered what his face looked like. Then again it didn’t really matter, he’d broken into my home and his tented boxes told me his intent.Finally... his underwear joined his jeans and his cock stood tall before me. He loomed over me like a bronze God, his thick, veiny, bulbous cock drooling with anticipation. He fisted himself and I thought for a moment that he was just going to stand there and masturbate all over my body, like a fireman might wield a hose. The floor shuddered as he dropped to. "****"Oh Jolene, don't you think two sexy outfits and lingerie are enough for a gift?" Sarah grinned as she was being dragged into another boutique. Between the outfits and the advice Jolene had been giving her for the last two hours, Sarah tried not to admit to herself how horny she was getting. She needed to go home and have a relaxing swim to calm down so she didn't just jump Don.Jolene giggled. "Oh nonsense. One last item. A sundress. A cute short one that just covers enough." She grabbed a. His first. Like Harold, Pantone takes inordinate pride in real estate ownership. Whores are plentiful; apartment buildings aren’t. Not for people in his profession.After he’s rented from Harold for a year, Shades will be able to buy his own building too. Well, buy it legally. Without unnecessary public scrutiny.What Harold, Pantone, and Shades don’t know ... well they don’t know a ton. But Gertie will be having Harold sell the other two pimps, and some of their associates, seven of his eight. I usually said yes, but he was very annoying. He liked things i didnt like and vice versa. So one day, when he was sleeping over, (btw were both vergins) he told me that his sister had sex with some nigger who i only saw once. Apparently he was only dating her for 3 weeks. Like i said. SLUT. And then he starts talking about our ahem... interests. Sexually. Mentioning that, i like a variety of stuff, and it would take hours to tell him what i like, i said "I dont know. Why are we even talking.