Why not cash in on a piece of the action? he'd asked himself numerous times.Hell, at that rate he could quit driving a cab and stay at home to make mo...ey. Legitimate money took time, especially with taxes and insurance -- all the crap that drains your pocket for no reason but to keep the money flowing.The first step had been to con two Mexican girls -- lovely pieces of ass they were -- into chaperoning a couple of businessmen Roger had taxied to Broadway street where they wanted a quick floor. His hands roamed her luscious body freely , fingering her slick pussy and sliding under her sweater to fondle her beautiful breasts. They talked , kissed and giggled until finally Liz got up for one more dance. She removed his shoes and pants then stepped back and stripped slowly to the music of the school fight song down to her pleated skirt , bobby socks and tennis shoes.The professor had his cock out and was stroking it wildly as she finished her dance. She knelt between his legs and slowly. You, and no-one else. And that's what I want the world to know later."There was universal agreement."Captain, you know I haven't always been your biggest fan," Igwanda spoke up. "But I'll fight you over this one if I have to. Dammit, man, you got us back against all odds. Want a wrestling match?"MacPherson capitulated. "Nae, young mon, I admi' ye'rre youngerr an' prrob'ly fi'err than me, an' I'm too wearry forr th' exerrcise. Thank ye, then. Thank ye all. 'Tis farr morre than I deserrve. An' I. I'm your mother's sister." "So what?" Billy said. "It's not like I'm a little k**. I'm a man, and even with a bad leg I can prove it to you. Dry me off Aunt Diane." Billy put his hand on his aunt's shoulder as she rubbed the towel over his upper torso and then shook his head when she tried to hand him the towel. "You can do the rest," she said. "I want you to do it, Aunt Diane. Please?" Billy said. "What's been done can't be undone. I want you so bad, and I can get it up again real fast. All.