"Here is my card." He presented her with his calling card, not his business card. A business card seems to obligate reciprocation, establishing some k...nd of quid pro quo between the person giving and the person receiving it. His calling card had his personal information, elegantly engraved, as an offering of trust to her, nothing expected in return."Mr. Franklin, it is nice to meet you, but I am late for an appointment," she said and abruptly turned to go.He smiled as she walked away. "The. Yes, I tried to get to a phone to call you. Yes, I tried to get away from them. They were always on duty when we were working. One of them was inside the bar and the other was in the alley. We got a man, took him to the room, fucked him, gave the money to who was in the alley, and went to get another man. Today was special. Two of the other girls and I were going to go to work for another pimp. Joseph sold us for 500 dollars apiece to a man he called Willie. Joseph said that Willie went through. " you moan, thrusting into my hands. I do just that, tongue sliding around your finger, sucking hard on it, drawing back and just licking it gently, bobbing my head to press my chin to your palm. You grab my hands suddenly, jerking your finger out of my mouth to pull away from my pleasuring gestures. Breathing heavily, cock twitching slightly. You're holding back, so I lean back against the wall, sliding my wet thighs against each other, biting my lip and caressing my nipples. Pleasuring myself. He said ok to that. So he turned over got comfortable, and watched. I slid down my pants and then my boxers, reveling my pretty large penis. I started rubbing to get it hard, and soon enough I found myself goin really fast at it! before I knew it I came all over my sleeping bag. I guess him watching me really turned me on! "WOW" he whispered loudly. He had never seen another boy naked and was surprised at the size of my penis and all the cum that i shot. I let my penis air out and turned over.