This way, the bitch would indirectly have given money to a prostitute, and the sexual service would be his reward for allowing the transaction. "I gue...s this makes me a Robin Hoe Hero", he thought, laughing at his own pun. So he did just that: he called a local hooker and got a blowjob in an underground parking, had a friend take a picture of the event and posted it, along with its story, on faceb**k, calling himself Robin Hoe Hero. He didn't specify the bitch's name; he was more after her. Until Jenny turned 18, it looks like the only choice I had was to hide the money. The only solution I could come up with at the moment was to stick the money between the pages of a book that I normally kept in my room. I hoped that was going to be good enough, but I hated to bet on it.A few days later, Jenny had a customer for me. She was a high school senior who just could not connect with a boy. The girl had a serious acne problem that made her almost hideous to look at. She could cover most. Next, she then positions herself. At the same time, I was trying to guide my big cock in the direction of her pussy. "You're gonna feel something very wonderful, Mark honey." she said. She then takes my big cock and rub it all the way up & down along her pussy lips. "That's my slit." she told me. She then continues as she breathed and sighed, " And further up here, what you're cock is falling is my sensitive spot called my clitoris." "That explains why you're getting aroused." I said. "Way to. .. See you in a minute." She closed her phone again and sighed. "I have such a wonderful fiancé," she said dreamily."Richard is wonderful ... and Daniel is your hero?" Izzy asked dryly. "Can I take it that between them, that we may get a bottle of wine?"A moment later there was a knock at the front door and Izzy went to open it."I'd say ho ho ho, but it's a bit early in the year for that just yet!" Richard grinned as he held out two bottles of wine."I'd forgive you just this once!" Izzy laughed.