“Earlier today, me and my girl had a conversation and…”“And?”“It’s a little embarrassing.”“So embarrassing it’s worth losing a nig...t’s pay?” She folded her arms and tapped her right foot.“You’d do me like that?”“Hell yeah! I’m running a business here, Jon, and tonight, you’re bad for business.”I sighed and wrinkled my nose, then said, “The conversation was about… dick size.”“Ah.”“Yeah. She said it was okay but not good enough for a one night stand. Said I had ‘boyfriend dick.’”“Oh wow. Well,. ?Reassume your positionplease; just as pretty as you were before.? And He stood to give me room, andto observe. I did just as He asked. I rose up completely on my knees and straightenedmy body; threw back my shoulders and raised my chin. I spread my knees apart,beautifully wide, and quickly wiped my cheeks free of tears before graspingmy hands behind my back. ?Perfect, just as before. It was so difficult for Me to deliver your penalty.I would have much rather come in here from the shower,. She was about 4’11”, blonde with green eyes. She had the fairest skin. She was around 104lbs so she was a well-shaped petite woman. She was working between her senior year of high school and starting college in the Fall. The reason I titled this story the “good girl,” is because she came from a very strict, religious family. Hair was worn long, make-up forbidden and no revealing clothes. She was pretty enough that her beauty shone through anyway. We did the usual for that time, movies,. "The feds are much worse. My associates may kill you but the feds can chase you beyond the grave. They will rob your loved ones and never care if they are left on the street to starve." He shook his head as if at a memory and asked, "What is your name Mr. Teacher Man?" Should I use my real name or just say Mr. Smith?" Jim asked with a slight smile."Your real name please," Mr. Baker said as his smile faded. "If I have to kill you I want to make sure the right name is on the headstone."Jim's.