I sported my usual my overloaded charm bracelet, from whichdangled opinions like 'dorks love me' and 'I live 2 cheer'. The braceletmakes a satisfying ...acket every time I move my hand, and offsets thepink wristband on my other wrist. And around my neck was a rhinestoneheart, and lower down a sparkling "A". Finally, I had a pink scarf tiedaround my head do-rag style, covered by a sideways pink trucker Dickiesbaseball cap. Hopefully a good combination of girlie gangsta and sweetinnocence. Or. It was my birthday and I haven’t told him about it. He had taken leave and asked me to meet him. As I didn’t have important lecture in college I agreed. We met at bajaj servicing center as I had to give my bike for servicing. As I was standing outside, I saw him coming on his red pulsar 180. I asked him,” how come u took leave today??” He asked me to sit on his bike and said,” 1st lets go from here. I’ll tell u on the way.” & he started his bike. I asked him,” where r v going?” He said,” at my. Luckily Lester was a man with connections and was soon able to get me a position at the local coffee shop.It was a simple job, just serving coffee and sucking cock, but it was honest work and I felt proud to be finally earning my keep after a lifetime of conning and scrounging." So you were a prostitute." Absolutely not! The blowjobs weren't part of my job description and I never accepted money for doing them. I was desperate to suck every new cock that came into that coffee shop and the owners. "Whassup my brothers," he called."What's up, Token," said Grant."What was that you called me, Minute-Man?" He turned to John. "Pencil dick, how's it going?" Flex it is," corrected Grant while John flushed with embarrassment."Hoy shit!" said Flex, his eyes falling on John's wife. "Marisa? You look fucking amazing. John take your baby so that I can give your wife a proper greeting." Marisa reluctantly handed her son over to her husband. Flex always greeted her with a hug. She hated to admit it,.