I had plenty of money from my job after college, but I still couldn't get in a girl's pants unless I stole them off the clothesline. After a marathon ...eekend of watching downloaded porn, I summoned up the nerve to go looking for a prostitute. Unfortunately, my nerve deserted me as soon as I reached the disreputable part of town where the scantily clad ladies of the evening awaited on every corner. I went around the block about twelve times before I finally pulled over to beat my head on the. " More water and more dry heaves which seemed to tear me apart. "Drink."Finally the contractions stopped, and I cried with shame and hopelessness. Steven held me up and Janet wiped my face and neck with a wet cloth.Steven lifted me to my feet where I could barely stand. He and Janet guided me out of the small bathroom where a lady waited -- all I could see was golden hair, a blouse with one button buttoned, golden pubic hair and a flood of fluid running down her thighs. She smelled of fresh sex. Once Michelle had both slender legs in the suit bottom, Tom slowly pulled it up to cover Michelle's privates. He smoothed the material down and tucked a few stray hairs under the small triangle. Tom didn't miss an opportunity to stroke Michelle's hot button. She responded with a moan.Tom grabbed the suit top and stared at it with a puzzled expression. Michelle finally showed him how it worked. He placed the long string that connected both triangles over Michelle's head. The two triangles hung. " said Belinda. "I—I wanted to reward him." Right, and a guy like him is right now figuring out how he's gonna be paying for the rings. Trust me. I've been in that bar a hundred times, and I know Ozzie Church real good, not really personally, but pretty good. I'd be surprised if he's had a piece of ass in the last year that he didn't have to pay for! You giving him your twat without so much as a warning that it was just a reward, and not an expression of love eternal, has set him up for a real.