I quickly sat up and noticed everyone in front of us either asleep or listening to headphones and nodding off. I looked at my boy next to me and he wa... leaning his head in the nook between the seat and the bus wall. He winked at me and smiled. “Eees ok. I sleep too.” He patted his tummy as if to say it were ok to lay back down but I couldn’t. I got out of my seat, stood up and opened the compartment that contained my bag. I pulled out a little camp pillow and sat back down. I handed the pillow. Vic was concerned."So Jamal," asked Vic, "what do you do?" I'm partners in a clothing store downtown. Very classy clothes." I can see," said Vic, with the flirt well ensconced in the statement."I'm not a haberdasher, more a salesman. Promotion. I've made a few contacts. I'm good at the pitch." I can see you sell by example," said Vic as her eyes again traversed the terrain of his big strong body.Jamal paid for the next round. Halfway through the drinks, Vic needed to use the toilet. She glanced. She checked the condom was in place, then began to suck him again. “ That’s enough”, said Stu, pulling her up towards him. “Time to try to pot the pink”. “ I bet you’ve potted the black often enough”, she giggled, raising her skirt with both hands and leaning back against the pool table. The thong was a red line between her hairy lips. “ Well big boy?” Stu went at her like a hungry animal, pulling the thong aside and ramming four fingers up her. She was dripping wet, but she moaned at his. It was better than nothing I told myself.Of course the prick called me two weeks later to do another set of posters. I agreed but only if he paid up front. He knew the kind of work I did and I knew the kind of client he was. We agreed on a grand each set to be paid at the time of the shoot. That's how I began shooting posters for Tommy Jeffers' Production Company.Over the next few months I shot ten different poster set. Most were for rough trade pornographic movies. I had never heard of the.