I was sure that no one would fuck me otherwise. I was worried about HIV and STDs, but strangely, once I got in the booth across from you, that worry w...nt away. Since then, I’ve been a horny bitch like crazy, I can tell you that! Julianne, by the way,” the African-American woman assured me.“And you?” I asked the third, the soccer mom with the peroxide blonde hair.“Similar deal to Julianne, only hubby didn’t divorce me. He just stopped touching me. See this? This was to get his attention. It. It’s almost sad in a way, it’s like he only lives to stop crime and make his neighborhood better.”“Is he doing that?”“Boy, is he! Darktown is now one of the safest areas of town, believe it or not. Oh, there is still plenty of crime, but it’s, different. Vandalism, snatch and grab, drugs, and of course prostitution. But it’s the way it goes on.”“What do you mean, the way it goes on?”“Well, take muggings. Oh sure, there are muggings there. But actually, less than there are in downtown. And what. " she said. Then the light bulb seemed to light up. "Ah that is humor. I understand now. Nonetheless you should have asked for help." I'm fine," I replied."I only read a short paper on body language, but anyone can tell you are in pain." she informed me."Thanks for the information, I wondered what it was that I was feeling," I said sarcastically."Oh my that was sarcasm. I have experienced that before. So where are we headed?" she asked."The drugstore," I said pointing down the street."At least. Hey, Daniel, come on out here. This here lady wants to see you. “ Daniel opened the door to the room and came into the living room, his peter hanging out. Boy you should have the the shock on the lady’s face! His crusty cordourys were unzipped and his yellow shorts were cradling his balls. His peter was all slick from jizz, he must have cum a dozen times looking at the magazines and peeping at the woman. “Hi there lady, what you doin’? Want some wienier?” He took a couple of threating.