The bustle of cars began to leave the car park, desolate little people in their desolate little cars in their desolate little lives. I laughed, just t...en I noticed Claire frantically jogging towards the passenger side of my car, desperately trying to avoid the rain. She opened the door and sat down&hellip, You dont mind that I take you to the petrol station first? Im low on gas She mocked, putting on a deep voice. I laughed. Oh come on, Im walking home and dont want to get wet, what about your. I threw it on the floor and pulled her down on the bed.“Goodness!” she cried out, “Are you sure you want me!”There was no stopping me. My cock was hard and I hungered for some more of her sex. I grabbed her head and brought my lips to hers, forcing my tongue into her mouth. I moved down and began licking and sucking her nipples as I squeezed her tits. She began moaning. I brought my face down to her freshly showered crotch, licking the entire length of her cunt.After several minutes of eating. I was constantly looking at my phone, every time it rang I hoped that it was Pam, unfortunately it wasn’t.By the time the following week came around it had slipped from my mind, albeit with a sense of disappointment.My phone rang and it was Pam, she apologised for not ringing before and asked me if I fancied paying her a visit on Thursday.My heart was racing as I said yes!Pam told me to arrive about 2.30 in the afternoon, she also told me to wear something dressy, as “ the lads liked that sort. "Gemme my money," he ordered even before I had the door closed. Shaking my head I reached into my purse and handed him $160 in wrinkled money. "I said two-fifty," he added. "Where's the rest?" I only made one-eighty and used some to get a coffee and a couple of doughnuts and a soda earlier. You can have the change if you want it." Don't fuckin' get smart with me, bitch. I said I wanted two-fifty!" Ronnie, there isn't anyone out this time of night to make any money from. Not on a Wednesday. I.