Should she put it over her shoulder or carry it on her arm? She never knew what to do with a purse, but she was sure it made her look somehow more leg...timate, professional, grown-up, though she never felt any of those things, even on a good day. Maybe today was a good day. As soon as she’d closed the car door behind her, the cell phone she had clutched in her left hand bumped into her awkwardly-applied purse and slid down her body, bouncing off her stiletto clad foot and dropping onto the. If the person ( me) showed any interest and didnt take off that the driver owe him $10. Then he looked at me and asked " well, are you interested? " To be honest, what with this covid stuff going on, and not having any cock for awhile, yeah, I was interested, and said" yes.They invited me in, so I made my way to the side door and got in. It was a nice van, looked line they were working on making it into a camper van. There was a bed, so I sat down on it. The driver introduced himself as Tom,. The man didn’t move. I thought I saw a smile. I say I thought because I really couldn’t see him to well, ya know? Not his face anyways. He was wearing a pinstripe, like somethin’ outta the ’20s. He wore a fedora hat that covered his face in a shadow that no matter how hard ya stared, ya never could see past it. I remember thinking to myself, what the hell is he smilin’ ’bout? He must have some sorta protection. I looked around. Nuthin’. Looked up and down the street. Nuthin’. Then I looked back. .. I hardly even remember anything happening between us ... I..."I sat up in bed, grimaced with pain, which stopped her from talking as she quickly jumped up and started to come forward in order to comfort me. I waved her off with my hand, and after she had sat down again I calmly said, "Ashley, you've told me all that a dozen times or more already, and I've tried to assure you that it really doesn't matter. What does matter to me is that you be more discreet in the future. It would really.