What's your name?"I blurted out "Peta" but totally forgot that I should have came up with a fake prostitute name to tell him."It is so great to meet y...u Peta. I'm Joe. Where you from Peta?"I of course lied and said, "I am not from around here. Heard a friend say this area has so many..."He then interupted me again as his body language and demeanor was not interested in anything that I was saying. Joe was only interested in one thing where he asked, "So you were saying that I could fuck you raw. “Oh, its pantyhose!” he exclaimed. “Have to say, black pantyhose is sexy, don’t you think?” The only reply I could muster was “I guess so, but they aren’t mine.” He said “they aren’t your girlfriend’s?” I repeated “they aren’t mine.” The employee next said “well, that’s a shame that these nice pantyhose were lost. Most lost items we hold in the lost and found but something like this I will just throw out.” The employee raised the pantyhose in front of him and looked at them closely. “I. That was amazing, I say and lean over and kiss him deeply. He groans and stands up, grabbing my sides and pulling me up so my arms are wrapped around his neck and my legs around his waist. He brings me to the other side of the dinner table, which is empty, and sits me on it, kissing me deeply. That dessert was good, but Id prefer something a little more tasty, he says with a smirk and pulls my tight red lace dress up, seeing that I went without panties to dinner, and groans as he dives between. "Bull fucking shit!"One hundred and ten degrees, is 110 fucking degrees. At least with the cold you can always put on more layers, but there's only so much you can peel off when it's hot.That's why the first chance I got I was out of there! I went to college out of state and took a job in Boston. Now the only thing that gets me to to drag my ass back to Tucson is family, and a crazy ass bitch named Gail Kruger. We never really got along in high school but after running into her at a Circle.