Olongapo was a city, a big city, with a hundred thousand residents or more. Some figures were as high as 25,000 registered ho's and another 10,000 wit...out. Up and down the main street of Magsaysay Bl were no less than 200 clubs of every size and style. Most were located on the second floor with small restaurants and shops on the street level, and from each blared rock and roll and shit kick music. The girls that inhabited the clubs were known as Hostitutes to acknowledge their position as. Carl moved surprisingly light for a man his size, but the threadbare carpet afforded little more silence to his footfalls. He prepared to burst from the front door and lay bloody murder on whoever was outside.“CJ! Open the door, homes! I’m getting wet out here!”“Ceese?” Carl scowled in disbelief, tossing the large pot he had grabbed from the stovetop onto the nearest seat. He started unlocking the door, feeling the frustration tensing up his muscles. He had been ready to fight for his life and. Her hands covered her face as a garbled mess of words came from her mouth. "Please, no more! I'm sorry!" She difficulty said.I wasn't about to let tears sway me. I grabbed her wrist and brought her to her feet again and stared in to her watery eyes. "You brought this upon yourself!" I grinned. "And it looks like you'd rather receive the alternate punishment."She questioned what I was going to do to her, but I made no effort to respond hoping the silence would scare her in a way. With her body. In seconds all remaining clothing lay in a pile on the coffee table.Fay smiled and nodded. “Okay then. As I recall, you owe me a good cum, Markie.”It was the first time either girl had called him that and he was reminded that Mrs. Morgenstern was always using that manner of addressing him.“Um, how long do we have before ... um, you know comes home?”“She’s good for a couple hours. We should have at least two hours to be on the safe side.Now I get you first, c’mere, loverboy!” Fay chirped.“Right.