I scanned it dully for a moment, then the perfect instrument of parental torture came to mind. “Mom,” I began, “Do you think Dad’s cute?” My...mother sat quietly for a moment, hoping perhaps that I’d take pity and give her a reprieve. Then, glancing uncomfortably my way she replied “Well, I think so. But, it’s been a long time since I looked at him with my eyes.” Well, that was the spark I’d been waiting for, a moment of hilarity to levy perfect karma upon my parents for this torturous trip. With. They had married shortly after our divorce and that is what had led to my slide into d**gs and street prostitution. She had retired from being in the adult industry for five years, ever since she had turned 18 out of high school, and had been a fairly well know porn star, winning a few adult movie awards herself. We had been in a few movies together and had shared many of the same lovers in our films. She had fucked Mikey with me in the past and had also enjoyed my brother, James, and my first. “So why’d you call me, Taylor?”God, the way he said my name. From him it sounded special, loaded, like it was full of something he wanted. I met his gaze. The streetlight hue across his face was dappled with shadowed raindrops. His eyes were so, so dark. Heat came out of the fan but I was more aware of the softer heat from his body. Human heat. Two people. Living, breathing people. The urge to touch him was everything. I looked away. I sat on my hands. He didn’t move.“I think about you all the. Once they were gone and an airport employee had passed by I watched as my beautiful young flasher opened her legs again. I looked into her eyes and she mine. It was like an electric charge that passed between us. I knew in that instant that if I wanted to I could have her, that she wanted me. Then my hearty almost stopped when she raised her blouse and flashed her huge tits at me. They were marvelous. It appeared that she had an "all-over" tan. Then she scrunched down in the chair and I was.