+-+-+ That night, Rich dropped both Emily and Angel off in the parking lot of the thrift store. It was Angels usual part of town, and now she was to s...ow Emily the ropes. Angel wasnt Richs bottom girl, a term used to describe a pimps right hand girl, the one who was above the others, who was trusted to run things if the pimp was unable to, and who was usually in charge of teaching new girls. Angel guessed that Rich wanted Angel to teach Emily, not because she had been in the life longer than. You can go now Brian, I wanna talk with your sister alone… I hate her bossy self. Sometimes she is very kind and funny. But now I knew I couldnt do much. I grabbed my phone and went upstairs. Who called earlier? I checked. Ahh this asshole, I dialed back. Where have you been? Mother fucker… Its Jimmy. My sister got ill, asshole What? is she pregnant ? Maybe its mine. Stupid fuck knew how to get on my nerves. Pregnant my ass… Why the fuck you called earlier? Me and our fat fuck, waited for. Were you at a costume party or something??The girl shook her head silently. She was ashamed, and embarrassed, and it made him more bold. He brushed the top of her thigh. She didn’t stop him. ?So, are you gonna tell me what you’re doing out here dressed like a common slut??She looked up at him. His eyes fell to her tiny black tank top, hard little nipples staring back at him through the thin material.?God, how old are you?? He gasped, his eyes never leaving the tiniest tits he’s ever. It was that which led them to the first frank discussion they'd ever had about sex.''I dunno. It's not that I don't want to find a girl and fall in love, but with all the time I have to spend practicing, I have so little time to devote to anything like that." Sean said."Does that mean you're not getting any at all?" Brenda asked."Not since the winter, before the season really got into full swing. Off season, I usually get a couple groupies, and that's cool, but..." That's pretty terrible, using.