As we were sitting together waiting for Emily to come home I asked her if she ever regretted being a prostitute ?. “Nope I made a lot of money and p...obably would have done it for free if I didn’t need money to survive. I was very promiscuous at a young age and didn’t have parents to support me. I was in foster care for as far back as I can remember and don’t even know how old I was when I lost my virginity. I have always liked sex and when I got older it was like doing guys a favor and getting. In addition there was some type of remote controller."What the heck is that?" Becky asked."Well, one of these goes into your ass, and the other goes into your pussy. Then when I push this..." he said and pushed a button on the little controller and the two eggs started to vibrate."Oh my God," Becky gasped. "You want me to have those in me while we are out at dinner and a movie?" Yep." That will drive me crazy."John laughed loudly. "That's the point." With that John dropped to his knees. "Pull. She was smiling mysteriously, he noticed a sort of knowing leer. Jeez! Had she seen his cock rearing up? Was she gonna give him some stupid, lecture on the evils of self-abuse? But, if that were the case, why, was she smiling?He gaped at her in embarrassed confusion as she curled supplely on the side of his bed. She drew one knee under her, exposing her lush leg damned near to the groin, and as she leaned slightly forward, it seemed as if her heavy tits were about to spill from her bodice.She. In the photo, the straps to her tank top had fallen off of her shoulders. She had a mischievous smile on her milky face. Her figure reminded him of her mother's. She looked like a belly dancer with her curvy hips and tapered waist. He smiled briefly, but then remembered that doped-up longed haired hippie loser boyfriend she showed up with. She said she had changed her major. She was going to be a..a.. Social Worker! His smile melted into a frown, and then a grimace.Ariana was the middle child,.