“So I sent you good dreams. Dreams that made you feel beautiful or peaceful. But that wasn’t enough. You were still sad, still insecure, so I brou...ht you here.” He looked up at me through his thick golden lashes. “I’ve never brought anyone here before. It’s always just been me. I don’t know why I did it. I guess I just wanted to talk to you.” I couldn’t be mad at him. Not when he was as lonely or lonelier than I was. “Why me?” I asked, thoroughly confused. “You’re lonely. You’re smart, but. “Thank you, Mrs. Baby Seed Target.”I made a production of placing Kendi’s breasts into the cups of her bra before offering the straps to her arms and pulling them over her arms and shoulders, then fastening the hooks behind her back. I looked at her to see what she wanted to wear next. She handed me a t-shirt and I rolled it up putting it over her head and then holding it so she could get her arms in the sleeves. I rolled the shirt down and started laughing. ‘She’ has struck again.“Really?”“I’m. He wanted to meet me and take me on a 'date', or as he called it, a 'debauchery date'. I was to dress up and we would go to one of the local porn theaters where he would fuck me senseless. We met at one of the bookstores on Broadway and played around in a few booths first. He watched me tease a couple of older gentlemen before we went to the theater which was right down the street. As we walked in, there was a, arcade of booths in the back and the theater was up a few stairs off to the side. I. She was surprised that when they parted it was on the firm ground of a long friendship and he tenderly kissed her on her mouth for the very first time after almost six years of working closely together and her in desperate need of any available cock to fill her void.Helen kept his spunk inside her bum all the way home and looked at it spilling out in the bathroom with almost reverence because she only had seen such residue once before when her uncle had used her teenaged mouth to calm him down.