As we were going around the streets, a middle aged man approached us and discretely asked us what were we looking for. By his shady attitude we got to...know he was a pimp. I told him we wanted a married lady. He told us there was a best one but we could only have her for a short while as her shift ends at 8’o clock. We said no problem. He gave us directions to an apartment building. We went there and my cousin went to park the bike as I waited for the lift. When he came we went to the floor as. A familiar voice and a fiery crimson scaly hand grabbed his shoulder from behind. Rarahel who chose to stay in her humanoid form spoke in an accusatory, mildly hurt voice.The blue haired Shulip pulled back. “Never mind”. She said to Zax and Rarahel. “He isn’t dead. That’s what important”.Rarahel’s lizard’s lips twitched. There was a tacit understanding in her silence, even though she had more to say to Zax. Only her grip tightened. She was less open with her emotions than Shulip, especially. " May I have one?" Cat asked, with a smile. "I've never smoked this brandbefore." It's Russian," Vukovic said, as he offered the pack to Cat. "Back in the daysof the Soviet Union it was the only brand we could get, along with a Yugoslavianbrand that was even worse. I fear my poor lungs will be the last victims of theCold War."After Cat picked out a cig, Vukovic gallantly lit it for her with an old styleZippo lighter."My father got this lighter as a gift from an American solider who came to. He's into this alot. In between the dildo and his fingers in my ass, I'm getting off alot. I tell him thanks for the help and would love for him to help me again.I'm dressed and out of my room, he's helping some guy with a movie. I walk over to him and tell him thank you again and slip him my phone number. On my note, I tell him to call me when he gets off work. The customer looks at him and tells him he needs to go for it. He'd like to fuck my ass, the cuatomer tells him.A few hours.