"Wait, Cara. I am helping." He pulled my arm straight and help me slip the jacket off. I was more comfortable in what I thought of as my "Africa cloth...s": white cotton T-shirt and baggy khaki shorts."This is pretty cramped, isn't it?" I smiled my thanks at him. "Can I?" And I gestured toward him."Grazie, Cara. It was easier when I was here alone, but it is more fun with you." Charming. On the make. Wiseass. His warm-up pants were more practical than mine: long nylon zipper from ankle to waist.. Lol and off to the shops. With a black sheer bra, small thong, and a cheap pair of stiletto shoes purchased we headed off to the club. Just before noon we entered the adult establishment where Christy introduced me to the boss and explained how I would love to join the team and was not the least bit shy, and I fully understood what events went on there.As I was only 19 but looked younger I had to produce my Id which was copied and passed back to me."So Jayne when do you want to start, have you. .." I know," Jake told her. "I want to try more stuff on you, too. I just don't have anything with me right now."Stretching forward, she kissed Jake on the neck where she'd bitten him earlier. In this forward position she could grind against his pelvis as he shoved in and out of her. The increased pressure aroused him as well as it enhanced her own sensations.'What can I offer that would satisfy her?' Jake thought, trying to control himself and keep from cumming too fast, as the mere thought of. Her memory jogged. She knew him. From somewhere, from a long time ago. Searching desperately, her mind came up empty. Suddenly his eyes looked directly into hers. It was a horrible look, full of malevolent glee. A humorless dry smile creased his thin lips, more of a sneer. Somehow, she felt even colder."Well, well, well." He breathed in a spite filled whisper, "Always nice to meet a body from the home town."He knew her! But from where?His low hiss continued, "What's it been? 15 years or so? Why.