“Sure!” They said in unison. “What do you have in mind?” Mike grinned, and they both saw that primal fire light up in his eyes.“Well, if you...don’t mind me saying, you two are the greatest fucks in the history of mankind. And honestly, I would rather have you all to myself. But I’m sure there’s other guys out there who would love to bang you up. Especially my friends.” Becca suddenly realized where this was going.“You want us to be prostitutes?” she asked accusingly. Mike’s grin didn’t. But every morning, like clock work, he would come into the diner and order the same thing - 2 eggs- over easy,Sausage,Buckwheat Pancakes,Biscuits and Gravy, a large Milk and lots of Coffee. I often wondered how a man his size could eat so much? Not that I ever seen him eat it, he always took it to go. Curiosity got the better of me one day, so I asked him. I looked up at him his hazel eyes catching the refraction of the over head light nearest the cash register. My instinct was to look down. He. Little sipping kisses, tender, so tender. Your eyes on mine. You arm around my neck.'Time for me baby girl', kissing your eyes then your lips again. You smile, kiss me back, your hand pumping me faster. You lay there rubbing your pussy on my leg, pumping my dick, teasing me. You know I want you to take me with your mouth. My dick is begging you to let inside you. Your pussy, your mouth, your bottom. Anywhere as long as your flesh is around it, loving it when it cums.Another kiss and you slide. Ten minutes later I was at my computer getting my e-mail again. I didn't really want her message but I still needed to think about my grade. If I blew it off I would also get a failing grade. That wouldn't help me as much as it hurt her.I worked on the program she started for the next hour and a half. I found quite a few bugs with her logic. I was able to get them cleared up pretty quickly and even add a few nice touches of my own. When I was satisfied with the finished product, I sent a copy.