Then her and two teenage girls cram into the cab and we go back to the garage. I back the truck into the empty bay and shut it down. I pointed out the...phone and say. ‘I’ll stick around until somebody picks you up.’ Mama says. ‘I thought you would take us home.’ ‘Lady, I’m not a taxi service, I fix cars.’ She, looking down her nose, added. ‘Well you will just have to take us home I don’t have the cash to pay for a taxi.’ I look at the contract and see her name. Leia Thrift, figures… This goes on. The adult chat room was fairly busy tonight. I began browsing who was on, when a private message popped up.MrSir: Hey Emmalee, care to chat?Emmalee: Sure. How are you?MrSir: Great. But more importantly, how are you this evening?I paused. This guy wasn't like the others. He was polite.Emmalee: Good, but tired. Just got off work.MrSir: That's good. Just curious, where do you work?Emmalee: Benny's. It's a lounge down the street.MrSir: I've been there. What's your name?Emmalee: Emma. It's short. Without warning she plunged her mouth down on top of him till her lips almost reached the base of his shaft. He felt the soft tissue at the back of her throat encompass his swollen head. Jack's whole body jerked as if he'd been shot by a Taser. Louisa removed her mouth from his cock and looked up at him concernedly. "I'm sorry," she said, "I thought you knew I was going to do that." "I suspected," Jack admitted. "But I don't think I was really prepared for it," he told her a small white lie... Those of course were carefully arranged there before my date by me. Just a natural conversation starter for when I got her back to my place.Lydia and I had gone out on three dates so far. This was the first time I managed to persuade her to come back to my place for some wine. She was dressed up as usual, nice short purple dress that accentuated her curves. I like woman who don't look like boys. Flared hips, nice bust, and long locks always got my blood flowing. Lydia had a tendency to over do.