The memory of your hot cum shooting inside my cunt still fills my dreams when I sleep. Nothing I can do with my hands or my toys comes even close to w...at you gave me. Thank you for fucking my brains out and allowing me to become a woman.”I was stunned at her language. Rarely had I heard her curse, let alone string together such a sexy confession. Just hearing the words spill from her lips made me hard. I hugged her again and buried my face in her neck.“Lisa, hearing you speak that way makes me. I tried to remove her hair from the blouse hook but in the process her hair got pulled and she screamed again. I said sorry and said you need to open the hook to remove the hair. She said OK opens the hook. But as her blouse was so tight it was nearly I’m possible for me to open it with hands as I was not able to grip it properly. I thought of opening it with my teeth. I put my both hands on her waist sides on her bare skin and tried with my teeth to open the hook. Her warm and soft body felt. So what’s up?” I asked.“Since you are running the worm ranch part time, I was wondering if you would like to work for me in your spare time?” John asked.“Son you have to be kidding,” I said dramatically.“No, I’m quite serious. I need you to run down a client’s story. Everybody else I asked wants a hundred dollars an hour and the client can’t afford that,” John said.“So now you are taking on clients below the poverty level,” I asked.“It’s one of those cases I have been assigned by the presiding. Maybe all three of them.“Fuck,” he heard near him. Glancing to his side, he chuckled. Cheryl. Camera in one hand. Fingers of the other rubbing an orgasm out.“You took pictures?” Caroline asked the firecracker.“Unh hunh.”“I thought I saw lights flashing, but thought it was the orgasm.”They laughed. And separated. Carefully.“Wish he had a shower,” said Caroline.They dressed. Sweaty and stinking of sex. Nobody seemed to care. He certainly didn’t. Caroline looked at the background drape they had.