Joe adjusted his rear mirror, he liked to have a wank as he drove, and I liked to let him see me be myself, smoke a joint, rub my cunt, and work mysel... up until we would pull over and Joe would inseminate his mistress, we both loved the deep South slave/mistress shit, refined white ladies were known for having a harem of black bucks for their sexual amusements, young men starved of their wives and girlfriends, while we white girls teased and toyed with their emotions and cocks, like the Roman. " My office..." NO, I want somewhere public, open." You are a cautious bird. Ok love, have it your way. The E Street Cafeat 3:00." And hung up.Giving Bailey an encouraging nod I squeezed her hand and we left the payphone.At 3:00 we pulled up to the Cafe. I swear to god it looked just likethe dinner in Pulp Fiction but it was open, bright and had people inseveral booths. Bailey had suggested running again but I had talked herout of it, knowing this was our best shot. Holding my hands we. "To soak up the blood, ya dumb shit," I said, still giggling. "Don't youknow how girls work?"He got up, pissed, and started frantically searching for something on hisLink."Aw, whatsamatter?" I said, a totally high, shit-eating grin on my face."Afraid of a little period blood?" Go to your room," he said. "And don't come out." Yes sir." I saluted him and went into the little closet, scooping up mynew coveralls and laughing the entire way. In fact, I was still laughingwhen I pulled the murphy bed. I've fucked a fucking dog for heaven's sake. I'll gladly fuck any man, woman or child you tell me to and even though you say it's a bad thing I'll do it with a sense of pride for a job well done. We're all agreed that's a fact, right?" She expelled a big, pent up breath, savoring the feeling of the confession then looked at first Chris, then Bill. Neither of them said anything.After a shrug, she continued. "My pussy, ass and mouth have had some sort of cock in them every day for almost a month.