"Hey, you changed back." Dan handed her a glass."I had to. I have to meet with Trina and Milly for our solopieces. Look at you, being every red-bloode... American'sfantasy right in your own kitchen." She patted his headlike a child. "I'm so proud of you." Jenn took a drink oftea and suddenly her purse began beeping. Dan could hearher talking."Yes? Hi Irene... yeah, I had something I couldn't miss.What? Monday? But I... can I change... alright." She turnedoff her phone and bounced it off a couch. I lifted her dress and removed her panty. Her pussy was wet and dripping with her own juices. She lifted her legs and it was in the air. I planted my hands on the hood and entered her pussy. She wanted it more. I started to fuck her. I fucked her rhythmically. I fucked her pussy around all the edges. Her moaning grew louder and louder. She grabbed my white shirt and hold on to it for support. She asked me, “Will you be my fuck buddy for the next one year?I said yes before she finished her. Elena, for want of a better description, is a working girl, a TPE temptress who turns tricks.Elena entertains her clients at the aptly named Bordoll, a brothel hidden away in the suburbs of the industrial city of Dortmund, a place best known for its football team, Borussia Dortmund. For the uninitiated, it is not the easiest place to find but, with a stopover in the city and my Bordoll booking confirmed, I set out armed only with Google Maps and a stirring in my groin.Leaving the sanctuary of. She stepped over to me, pushing me onto my back with one foot, sneering down at me.“Pathetic…Someone semi-competent might’ve lasted half a minute…”She pressed her foot down on my chest hard as she stepped off me to leave the training room.After I’d picked myself off the floor and headed back to my room to check I still looked mostly human, I took a deep breath, preparing myself for later by changing into the black shirt and matching pants that would be expected of me. When the time.