I've got to finish a paper later..." We won't take too long," Janet assured her. "And you need to see The Machine to believe it."'The Machine' turned ...ut to be a silver sports car. It had real leather seats, and the engine purred to life with an unmistakable feeling of power as John turned the ignition key."It's a Lotus," Janet explained over her shoulder to Beth, who sat in the back seat. "Like James Bond drives." Wow," Beth said. "Do you have, like, machine guns in the headlights?" Well, I. Thin pinch-faced Jana was there.. Veronica with her Fellini-esque makeup.. Alexa, short quiet Alexa with the downcast eyes. I'd fucked several and only vaguely remembered the experience let alone their names.I stared down the alleyway lit with so many colored lights it looked like a carnival fairway. The girls were lined up like pastries in store windows both sides of the street.. cars crept slowly down its length with shadowed males craning their necks left and right at the bounty of bitch. Then her lips were around the shaft itself and the cock- head filled her mouth. She sucked the head of his cock and his groin trembled while his fingers touched her hair.Rita drew her lips off his cock-head and stood before him. He put his hands on her hips and looked down at her.She smiled. "There isn't much left of my clothes... just the garters, stockings and slippers. Do you want me to take them off?"He was swallowing over and over, and his face was turning red. After a moment, he shook his. Besides, I’d be terrible husband material. I have way too many idiosyncrasies.”“Like the dominant thing?”“Uh… yes…” He sounded on edge. “That and my preference for no strings attached types of relationships.”“Is that why you prefer to seduce married women? Do you think they’re safer with no marriage pressure? Or is it the thrill of the hunt—like a greater conquest claiming another man's woman?”He glared at me and gave no response. He simply focused on his driving, which only led me to assume.