She still worked as a bank teller but whenever we were low on resources or she felt like it, she'd put an ad on the web, take a few clients and make a...few hundred bucks over the weekend. Some days, I even drove her around so she could walk the streets for some quick dough. "I am working a lot these days." she said to me once."I know mom"."And you know that I sleep with men?" I know" "For money." she asked me again.I giggled. "I am glad you think it is funny son." she said seriously. "I think. I held his cock in my hand, looking him in the eyes and saying “wow, that is a huge cock, how do you expect me to fit it in my mouth?”He smiled saying “Why do you think I have been offering large amounts of money, besides, I bet you like it baby, and I am sure you will manage, won’t you?”Deep inside, I was so happy, I loved his dick, and would never waste a chance to feel, suck and even try such a lovely cock, I was already a slut anyway, besides, any girl accepting his offer for money, would. So that meant shopping, which meant I needed to call my friend Kay and have her help me out. She's got a better sense for clothes, and I wanted to look perfect.Kay is always down for shopping, so we hit the Promenade and had lunch. Shopping on an empty stomach is bad luck according to her. During lunch she grilled me. Ok, ok, she merely wanted to know what I was looking for. It felt like a grilling though."Are we shopping for a special occasion? Or, even better, a special someone?" she asked. She saw Gerard's face take on a quizzical look, then one of recognition. Gerard broke away from the crowd, and quickly walked towards her."Jen, right? From college?" That's right," Jen replied, both surprised and flattered that he remembered her. She rose, and Gerard gave her a friendly peck on her cheek."It's so good to see you, after all these years. And you look as beautiful now as you did back then. More beautiful, in fact."Jen couldn't help blushing. "Thank you." What brings you here?"Jen.