I want to be his whore. I’m officially a slut, and I like it.”“Excuse me,” I said, “But don’t I have a say in this?”“No, you don’t,...Collin,” replied Rebecca, wiping the wetness from her cunt with a soft towel. “I may have just screwed up here and I need to get Anna back to reality.”“Put on your clothes. Let me take care of it,” I reply. Anna is still leaking fluids from her pretty ass and I offer to mop them up with another towel. I ease it between her legs and immediately her hips begin. Once CJ knows, and realizes the contract Diane has signed, and that she really thinks it is binding and has no other choice in the matter, is when he tells her to go to a small risque boutique that caters in erotic clothes hair and nails. Diane has never been to a place like this, in the city and is apprehensive about doing so. The patrons of these shops are night people and mostly black prostitutes! CJ has called ahead and has asked the girls who work there to to make her up as a classy but. The performance was ... adequate. Nothing to compare to the great opera houses of London and Paris, of course, but acceptable nevertheless. He joined the cattle when they stood to applaud the performers after the curtain closed, but he had already put the show from his mind. Now his eyes searched among the crowd, seeking an insurance policy against the coming violence. A mere two rows back, he found what he sought.He followed the couple as they left the theater, laughing happily and reliving. Sarah's one of the few girls that I dated more than three or four times. You remember, you and that red head double dated with us a couple of times."Recognition showed on Riley's face and I went on, "Let's walk over and say hello to our old friend Sarah and see if we can get her to introduce me to Cassidy. If not, you can do the introductions. Let's go," I ordered and stood up. "When we get there Sarah will invite us to sit down. Don't do it, say you have to meet somebody or do something and.