"Who are you, can I ask?" he responds.I start to smell the cigarettes on him, and in turn, my impatience grows."You can ask, but you need to bring my ...ister right now." I say, still keeping my cool."Right. Laura, babe, your brother's here to pick you up!" he yells behind him.I didn't notice it, but my right hand starts to shake immensely as if it was having a seizure, and I feel veins popping out from my forehead. The boy looks at my hands and then my face."You okay, man?" His childish gangster. I reach from behind you, my strong hands crushing your breasts as I pull your rear in against the steely muscles of my waist. I begin to fuck you hard, taking you violently, each thrust of my swollen, inhumanly large member forcing your passage to give in to me, until eventually my balls are slapping against your quivering thighs and the sensitive womanly point near your opening is smashing against my hard, unyielding groin. You realize you did not bargain for this. You squirm, screaming and. She walks over to me, pulls my chair away from the desk, and says “Look, big boy. I do actually want to do business with you, but tonight…. I want to feel you deep inside of me. She pulled my chair away, grabbed and undid my belt, and slowly started sucking my cock. Working hard to Get it nice and hard. I wasn’t going to let her do all the work again this time, so I picked her up, put her on the desk, and started slowly eating her pussy. Licking her pussy, sucking her clit, teasing her ass. As. I came and came and came. And I feel so empowered as a women. I used my body to make money. Fuck what the patriarchy tells us. It was only sex!”“OMG. OMG. OMG. You really did it. You really are a whore! OMG” Daisy had been telling Tricia her entire journey into prostitution. It sounded so exciting. That’s why she responded when Daddy Tyrone contacted her. He told her not to tell Daisy about him. He said that she might get jealous. Tricia knew how girls could be so agreed. It took him a little.