“Mr. Smith?” I asked, stupidly. My companion’s body language clearly stated, “Who else, asshole? Get a grip.”“Have you got it?” I asked,...equally dense.“Have you?” he replied. At least, the voice was clearly that of an educated man, not an opportunistic vagrant. A slight, maybe even scrawny figure, this man of mystery wore an oversized hooded sweatshirt, hood pulled tight around his face. I would not be seeing Mr. Smith’s visage this night.But considering I had my coat collar high and a Giants. ”“Tell me.”“Nothing I can really talk about sis.”“I won't mind. She did something to upset you. Talk to me.”“Well, she has told me for weeks that she would offer me a special treat after my birthday, so of course I thought she meant something... well... sexual.”“Understood. So what did she do?”“Well. We have been dating seven months, and are both virgins. So far all she has allowed has been heavy kissing and touching my crotch on the outside while I fondle her boobs over her clothes.”“I know. I think it’s great that you agreed to do this.’ ‘I’m just helping out because I want to. That’s all.’ Cassie said, warmed by Ann’s compliment. ‘Yeah, and you’re doing it without a price.’ Cassie smiled and sipped. She had now realized why Chris had been so surprised when she had refused the money. From what she gathered last night, the people he knew revolved around money. ‘So, tell me about Cassandra Stevens.’ Ann said, smiling across the table at Cassie. Cassie took another sip of the hot. One night Sarah was in the lobby of the apartment building standing by the vending machines and she was high and was so hungry she told a teenage black guy she’d suck him off right there if he’d just buy her a Pepsi and a Snickers. She got down on the bare floor and proceeded to suck the young guy off and he came in her mouth. Standing next to him was his buddy already with his dick out ready to go. He came all over her hair but she could care less. There was five others plus Trenton the.