One flash of those baby blues or triple D’s was all it took to make me risk things I otherwise never would. I swear, she could make me bang her in t...e Sistine Chapel and I’d come out the other side thinking it was a good idea.Her glowing eyes locked onto mine, watching the gears turn in my head. “Put me down, I’ll get you started,” she said, relaxing her legs so I could put her down. After a moment’s hesitation, I did, and she dropped to her knees, taking my shorts with her. My cock sprung out. The dollar was grimy and creased, but the writing was legible. As an afterthought, he added, "You're special. I know why. Want to know more?" He thought of including his e-mail address or phone number, but no, that might be pushing things. Gotta play this fish just right. If he had hooked her, she'd meet him again. Right here on the D Train.This was his stop -- 72nd Street. Ron dropped the dollar at her feet as he passed her on the way out. It took all his self-discipline not to look. Occasionally he would have to travel further north to harvest white pines.He was out of work a lot, and when he did work he was away for several weeks at a time. She remembered her mom as being slight and very pretty. As she grew older she realized her mom was drinking all the time and when she was about ten her mom started bringing men home. This terrified Beverly and she locked herself in her room whenever her dad wasn't home.One morning her dad came home unexpectedly. He found his wife. A while later she went to their room as he was finishing packing."Can't we talk about this, Please?"He turned to her and in an emotionless tone said, "You lied to me."She grimaced because she knew what he thought about people who lied to him. Soon after they were married he had found out a business associate had lied and George had gone to the man to say he would have nothing further to do with him. Even if it cost George's business some money he would never do business with that man again. He.