I began to notice there seemed to be an abundance of women out this evening, which at first was strange–ladies shouldn't be out alone at this hour e...pecially in this neighborhood. Then it hit me... these weren't "ladies" at all. They were prostitutes!I began to take more notice of them. There were all sorts of girls working the streets–short girls, tall girls, girls so skinny they could hide behind the street poles, and girls that could barely waddle down the street. Black, white, Asian... it. They told stories about their marriage, vacations, friends, family, etc. It was very normal and lighthearted. They then invited me to go to their home!Everything changed as soon as I followed them home! Upon arriving at their home, I was immediately greeted with graphic and demanding language. The first thing Danielle had said to me when I walked in was to strip my clothing so she could inspect my shaven body. I did so hastily, not wanting to disappoint her. She rubbed her hands all over my. Soon the tips of his fingers were resting on the top of her tit. She just looked down and smiled. I could feel my cock growing larger in my pants. Another slow song came on and Susan headed back to the dance floor with a different man. As they began to dance he winked at his friends at the table. Once he got his hands around Susan he began to raise her skirt slowly so his buddies had a better view of her long sexy legs. I wasn’t sure if she knew what was happening or not. Either way she did. "You're fucking crazy!!!" Mark shouts as Carol gives him another one ofher smiles. Carol loves the fact that she has hit a nerve."Oh come on Mark, you can be honest with me," Carol then says as shewaits for a reply but Mark just looks at her and says nothing. Carolhowever, does not let up and continues to tease him."Anyway, I've seen the way you look at my fella and your mum's newboyfriend as well. I bet you've even checked out your best friend aswell, you know, when the two of you are.