I slept in my clothes on the couch and was woken by Thomas in the early morning. He looked like hell. He told me he paid his part of the rent but had ...ot seen Jeff and that Jeff still needed to pay. He asked if he could have the couch and I gave it to him. Neither of us wanted to sleep on the cot and I couldn’t sleep with him there anyway. It was almost 5:00 so I headed out to the donut shop. I didn’t drink coffee when I first moved to New York but now I did. It’s cheap and comes with refills. I could go to the big bad city and support myself as a cheap street walking hooker.' So I packed a bag and left on the night bus. When I got here, I got picked up by a big black guy. He feed me and promised to take care of me. When he got me to his place he ****d me, not that I wouldn't have but he didn't give me any choice. Soon as he pulled out, he took a wire coat hanger and beat my ass. The next day he put me to work . By this time, my cock has enough rest, and is swelling again. Raising up on my arms to kiss you with a little bit of aggression you look down to see my excitement, and you realize that I am so ready to fuck. Mmmm…. You can’t wait to get me inside… Leading me onto the boat we stop topside and you push me back on the cushion. My shaft sitting straight up in the air with an open invitation. As you climb on top of me I can still see a little trickle of your cum running down your inner thigh.. Anne pulled on her slippers, pushed at the huge mass of auburn curls that threatened to inundate her shoulders since they were temporarily free of her heavy combs, yanked up the deep décolletage of her short, out-grown, everyday dress, took a breath and went down to see who was calling, determined to be impolite.Her stepmother stood at the foot of the staircase. "Is that the best you could do?" she asked, looking unhappily at her floral printed linen gown. "Come and meet Mr. Frondly. He was a.