”“Holy shit Samantha is a hooker too?”“Escort and yes.”“Sorry.”It was weird talking to my mom about prostitution, yeah we’ve always be...n close and informal with each other, but this was a new high for us. I was curious how far I could take this. “Do you enjoy it?”“I enjoy being able to keep a roof over our heads.”“So you don’t enjoy the sex?”“It depends. There are men that rock my world and make me feel like a goddess. And there are men I have to grit my teeth and wait for them to finish.” She. She started walking away. I followed her and asked where are you going? She said I need to pee. I followed her inside and into the bathroom. She said I know what your doing, I said OH YEAH, what am I doing? She pulled down her bikini bottom and ran a finger right up the middle of her pussy and stuck it in my mouth. She said you want to eat my fucked pussy. Then she sat down on the toilet and started pissing. I stood a waited for her to finish, as she reached for the toilet paper I stopped her. " Will you, ah, go to Overeaters Anonymous meetings with me? And sit in a meeting with me the first time? I'm scared to go by myself."They have those?"Sure Bev. Of course, whatever you need. Why didn't you ask before?"She shrugged."Because I'm a sucky friend, that's why," I said."I wasn't ready," she said.I blinked."You need me to go on a diet with you, I'll go on a diet with you," I said. "You need to just walk a block, then we'll do that."She started crying again."You don't have to do it all. Everyonepasses this test" and I don't know what came over me as I was trying toget focused before the tournament, but it felt like I was druggedbecause all I could think about was tearing that fishnet dress off ofthis slut and ravaging this gorgeous woman.We immediately started to makeout like two sloppy drunks...drunk onlust. Before I knew it, she had pushed me on the bed and started tocrawl toward me with her perfect breasts swinging back and forthfurther mesmerizing me...but for me I got.