Without saying a word, I started easing my boxers down. I must admit once my cock was free of my boxers and wedge between her ass cheeks I didn’t wa...t it to stop either. But how far was she going take this?I was slowly grinding as much as Cherry was at this point and I was glad when she reached between us to pull the string of her panties out of the way. After doing that she took my arm which was still wrapped around her waist and slid it under her blouse to her tits. Her nipples were hardened. How are you doing? Am I interrupting anything? I see you're both fully clothed." Her attention went to the stereo system and she smiled, hearing that the Astrud Gilberto bossa nova CD was still playing. Then her gaze went down Glory's shapely body all the way to her feet, and she raised a curious eyebrow when she saw that she was still wearing her high heels."Um, well..." Glory wasn't sure what to say. She still had the sixty-nine on her mind and the Televibe was buzzing away inside her. In. The Commonwealth says you're a P.I.," he says. "Whatever elseyou think you are. I'll pay your fee."My fee? I haven't earned a fee in ... well, in since I can't remember.Not since I've been here, any road."Two-fifty, up front" he says. "$75 a day, expenses on top. I know youdon't go cheap." I'm not cheap," I say."No." He's staring at me still. "No. I can tell you're not."***It's not that hard to find a hooker. I mean, really, that's the wholepoint. In any city: yours, his, theirs, there gets to. ." her father started to reply."No, she just called Heather for something. So can I go, Daddy? Please?"She always called him "Daddy" when she really wanted something, for she knew it would make him smile. It always reminded him of simpler days, when Melinda was his little girl, rather than a budding young woman. "Sure, sweetie, just make sure you're back by dinner."Melinda gave her father a big grin. She threw her arms around his neck and planted a big kiss on his cheek.She hurriedly skipped.