6 metres as the Dutch would have it. Like her friend Liz, she is very slim and slight; almost skinny. Her hair is fair, but it’s not obviously blond... or in any way artificial. She’s much quieter than the similar-looking Liz, who’s still holding forth for the flock of boys who’ve wrapped themselves around us, loud and jostling.Meanwhile Becca and I seem to be buffered inside our own secret bubble, part of the group but hiding inside it in our own private space. I find the two of us standing too. She stepped into a pair of clear heels especially bought to be her hooker heels and grabbed her purse. She picked up a condom off the table but changed her mind and grabbed five. Hey you never know what might happen, she thought and felt herself get wetter. Kim walked to her car, conscious of the eyes she knew that would be on her. While driving, she decided to park a ways away from the bus stop. She wanted to walk there and back as a hooker. It was dusk out as she parked her car and got. I grinned, “Well, if you’d like to try it...”“I just might...” she replied, her eyes full of promise.I helped them down the steps and they left, Kate looking back over her shoulder, giving me a wink and a big smile. Well, a nod’s as good as a wink to a blind man they say and I went back to work.Now, I do appreciate that you probably think I’m a randy old ram but the truth is that I’d been going through a rather dry patch recently, a veritable drought to be honest, in view of the previous few. She ached for him to go deeper as groans began issuing from her pretty mouth. She started backing up, bucking into him, trying to take ever more in as his balls slapped against the back of her tight young ass. His cock was buried deep inside her warm fertile young cunt, seeking out all her secret places. "Oh..Oh....Ohhhhh...." she cried out. Anyone looking from one of the many adjacent buildings could see them, could see her being dominated and taken by her older boss.His dick kept on bumping.