I know deep down I am horny, most people are first thing in the morning, both sexes, some of my best encounters were first thing in the morning, the w...rds of my Grandfather telling me how he would catch a woman in the old days as she went for her morning ablutions, no panties, 'Get it up her as she pissed', he would say then laugh, 'Her cunt is open and warm, not to mention wet, goes in easy', and I would watch as he grabbed himself, excited by those bygone days.I caught another looking at me. My folks were convinced that I'd solve the problems that had almost resulted in my non-birth. When I tested as a genius on four different IQ tests, they just took it as a confirmation of my destiny. As soon as I could comprehend it, cellular biology with an emphasis on reproduction became my new obsession. At least according to my mom.To be honest, I could have cared less. What does a nine-year old understand about sperm, eggs, vaginal secretion viscosity, etc. Heck, by the time I was twelve. Then she pushed the shorts up around her waist fully exposing her groin. Unbottoning her shirt she removed it. Now sitting completely naked in the concouse of the mall. Her cleint sat off to the side watching all this with a growing hard on. The tattooist set a small stand out with a bowl and a sign on it. The sign read " fuck this slut only ten dollars". A crowd quickly gathered and a line formed. At one point during the eight hours she was being used a blind man with a guide dog came by ant. . well, it tasted good. She knew she should be gagging, but against her control, her lips closed around the finger and eagerly licked it clean. It tasted like sex, and right now that's all her senses craved.The digit was pulled free and Brittany's head stretched forward to prolong contact as much as possible. When she opened her eyes again, Dr. Walters and Heather were back in the room, the bathroom door open behind them. They both seemed to be smiling, as if they knew her reaction went against.