Maybeher memory had faded slightly on how the two girls had behaved whenyounger with Tricia's looks managing to lead one to think she was theperfect l...ttle Angel when in fact it was her who led the two of them tostay out late, start dating, try the odd cigarette or drink. How shedressed and behaved when in parents company and how she and Sally wentabout when they thought they wouldn't be seen was another matter. Whateverthe reason all Sally had to do now was to convince Tricia to take. She has been instructed to assist you. Take the camera and shoot what you think or want. I hope the living quarters are to your satisfaction? Good. I will see you tomorrow then.” He took another long look at me and smiled as he addressed Ms. Smith. “You have your work cut out for you,” he said and we left the office. Ms. Smith, or Jean as she told me to call her, filled me in on our itinerary as the big black car rolled through the streets of San Francisco. A stop at the spa, then a salon, then. She fucked me till i was hard again. She fucked me till i burst another load without touching my cock. We slept together, she hugged me from behind, the dildo was still inside my ass. She told me things i couldnt imagine. Ash and Jane were the ones who worked and financed our studies and everything. Now we all thought they had a nice job and all but Ash revealed they used to have sex for money. My sisters were prostitutes, and the man fucking Jane was a client. She told me she didnt like it. “Let’s get out of here,” she murmured. “I’m done withthis place.”Stepping carefully across Alan’s cluttered floor, Tracymade her way to the bedroom door. Pulling on the knob,she took a step into the hall when the thud in the roombeyond made her pause and then realizing she was naked,Tracy retreated back into the bedroom. “Brian’s here,”she thought. Tracy looked around at the piles of dirtylaundry for her clothes, but remembered.