Yeah, I got no problem burning guys like this. I've heard that guy-code shit, and it's just that: shit. You wanta run around and cheat, go right ahead...But don't be surprised when the eight by ten glossies show up on your breakfast table.That's why P.I.'s are around, asshole. That's our bread and butter. It's what we do. And we're good at it.I get a few more shots. Okay, I'm using lots of zoom now and Mr. Smiles isn't in them, but, hey, I gotta have a hobby too. And Dana is some kind of. At fifteen he became her pimp and prostituted her to his friends. At sixteen she became pregnant while fucking twenty or thirty guys a week. Tina could be anybody’s kid.From there things never really got any better. Peggy got into smoking, drinking, and drugs. It took its toll on her and her family, she couldn’t keep a boyfriend, and her life sucked. Drug rehabilitation helped straighten her out some and placed her in the house next door to me. Family counseling didn’t do any good, the police. She looked down to his crotch, where his dick was straining against the fabric and reached out to touch it. She ran her hand down his length before undoing the button and zipper, freeing him from his pants. Then she slid her hand inside his waistband and around to his ass, letting the pants drop to the floor. Rachel pushed herself against him, grinding against David's cock and gripping his butt for more control over his body. She liked being in control of his body, it made her feel powerful.. Tame that thing,” she said as he pressed his hard-on against her ass. “Or we could leave so you can do just that?” “But the kids?” Marcy mildly protested.“I gave them my check and babe, at this moment, I’m the one in need. Are you going to deny me?” His words carved into her willpower and Marcy found herself following him out of the event to his car. She didn’t even notice the photographers snapping images of the two of them leaving together. Back at Rob’s place later that night, he held her in.