You give everything you earn to me and I'll give you backwhat I think you're worth. The more you earn; the more you get back,"Raffe sneered."I worked...those streets for three years. At first I was new, young, andhot, and all the pervs wanted to fuck me. Also, I was good at what I didand I didn't rip off the Johns and I didn't do drugs so I built up alarge client base. Some of the girls and other trannies got hooked ondrugs and they started to look like shit and ripped off their Johns topay. But I have never killed anyone and never will. That is why it is taking me so fucking long to get out of this! But I have 498 points, Mya, two more and then I’m free.”“And then what? Then where will you go?”He looks at his feet again. “Well... it wasn’t entirely a coincidence that I showed up where you work...” I stare at him in disbelief.“Are you insane? You think after how you left me and everything you have done with Donovan’s group that I would be able to let you back into my life again?”. Dressed in tight black leather jeans, a loose top that covered my 48dd inch size tits, yes they're massive, and by far my best asset. I got into the jeep and removed my loose top and put on a red satin blouse and only did three of the six buttons up. I drove to the shopping centre and headed straight from lay buy. I picked up the lay buy, which was a long black satin nightie and robe as well as a white nightie and robe. On my way out I noticed a leopard print nightie and matching robe, I. She couldnt help but notice him eyeball her when he thought she wasnt looking. Mr. Johnson was not what you would call a handsome guy. He was about 50, had a bit of a belly and obviously didnt spend time at the gym. He hair was nearly gone on top, giving him the monk hair-do. Katrina filled his order and he gave her a big smile and a great to see you, along with a $10 dollar tip. His ears were red as he left her window. She thought little of it. Mr. Johnson came back each of the next three.