Alice McGregor is a recent resident of The Bronx. She was not pleased at her relocation from the upper East-side of Manhattan. She loved her apartment...in the three story brownstone on a quiet side-street. She loved her neighbors, even the gay couple, Hank and Joshua on the first floor. Alice had lived there ever since her wedding night a little over twenty years prior. Her last ten years as a single parent was not easy. Her ex-husband had been a philandering jerk with a cock always ready to. "I don't think the police would be interested or that they would be able to find any useful samples!" "Oh! I see, you've already been working earlier today have you?" I realised that the part of a prostitute that I was playing would have been totally believable even if Tony wasn't actually part of John's game. Tony was showing a lot of concern for my ordeal, he didn't actually say it but I got the distinct feeling that it was going through his mind, 'Just because a woman is a sex worker, a man. I didn't really believe it, but Jenny was walking again, andthere wasn't anything to add.We'd returned to chatting when the wind picked up again. The grass wavedin the breeze, and as far as I could see it become lush and perfectlymanicured, with yellow wildflowers sprouting up. Jenny just kepttalking, oblivious, and rather than comment I started walking a bitfaster. I had to be hallucinating. The park was small, and getting homeand lying down would be a great idea. Going back the way we came. Finally, as I was reaching the end of my beer, I decided he was waiting for me to take charge and figured I'd go for it."So, when are you gonna ask to see it?" I said.He gulped visibly and his eyes flickered down to my crotch and back up as he laughed nervously. "Honestly I don't know what got into me, man. I just, I overheard Joey talking to his friend about you and for some reason I just kept thinking about it, and then I was out and I got drunk, and, god." He covered his eyes with his hand..