“Now you are making me blush, Tyshaun… well, how about we enter in a deal?”“A deal?”, both men asked.“Well, since you are going to help me...to change my plumbing, how about I get to fix your problem as well?” suggested the brunette.“And how you’d do that, ma’am?” questioned the older white man.“Are you two busy today?”“Well, we aren’t. Tuesdays are always low for us. You are the only one who they assigned us to go, miss”, said Tyshaun.“Then, I think we’ve plenty of time to fix this, isn’t. "I'd prefer that over handball any time, but that won't be possible after today."She sighed, pushing her feelings aside. "No, it won't. So what'll we do for the afternoon? I know what I'd like, but..."He laughed, picked up his golf bag and headed for the clubhouse. "I'm sure we can think of something."'Something' turned out to be another trip to the countryside, this time to a river shadowed by a stand of trees. They stripped and swam, having sex in the river. He brought her to a gasping. Her eyes were dark and crisp, and there was a strong cut to her jaw that I had not noticed at the diner."So, Sam, how long are you two in town for?" she asked. She folded her raincoat over the back of a chair."Not long. We'll probably head up to Seattle soon and look for work." You know anybody there?" Neil has some connections." There are jobs there, but Seattle's expensive. I hope you have a place to stay." What about you? Where do you work?" I'm a cashier in Albertson's. Been there six. I was shocked then, when he slapped my face, full on the cheek with his open palm, not hard enough to actually hurt, but the shock of it was enough to bring instant tears to my eyes."Open your mouth you slut." He commanded. When I did, he immediately spat again, his aim perfect as is went straight into my mouth. "That's a good little cum dumpster," he continued, "I'm going to make good use of your face tonight."I was filled with mixed emotions about this sudden turn of events, and utterly.