The soles of their feet looked so slender and delicate. The dark dirt on the soles of their feetstood out compared to the pale white and pink color o... their flesh.How could he say no to these two? They were Goddess's and perfect in every way. He sent them an email andtold them he would do anything they wished and the next day he got a reply with the address of the escortagency that they worked at. They told him to be there at 10pm and to ask for Sharon and Cindy at the deskif they were not. " Right. Don't forget that either, bucko. School means stop." School means stop. Got it."We went into the living room and started our little 'act'. Gary stood in front of me and looked me up and down with a real nasty leer. I was surprised at the feeling running through me.I felt real naughty. Like a slut begging to get the fucking of a lifetime. I also felt slightly afraid, since I didn't really know Greg all that well. I hoped that I could measure up to his comments about my body.Gary stepped. Her red hair was a mess, her top wrinkled and pushed up to the bottom of her bra, her legs tightly clamped together. The redhead glared up at her friend then shook her head as Kat started disrobing.Red’s eyes opened wide as Kat’s bra hit the floor. She stared as the best friend she had ever had and stood there, hands on her hips, her legs shoulder-width apart, and a small smile on her face.“What?” Red said, more than a little nervous.Kat extended a hand, inviting Red to get up to her feet.“You. "Samantha Gardener had tears down her fat cheeks, dying her eyes a vilered, horribly visible, even through her glasses. She ran her stubbyhand back through her over-short, shapeless hair and glared at me. "Youdon't know what life's all about - with your high wage job andbeautiful hair, your perfect body!" She came right up to me, fat bodyobviously causing her trouble. "I wish you were just like me - noprospects - no future. I wish you could lose all that beauty and wallowin fat. I wish you.