He had a lotta bling too, obviously, and a real bad attitude for being a wigger like he was. I shoulda painted him brown maybe.Prostitute Barbie still...looked like Barbie, except she wore fishnet stockings, a micro-ultra-mini in red leather and a nylon tube top around her tits. I'd painted some nipples on her too and pierced them with little safety pins, tiny ones, so they looked really cool. I'd shaved half her head and bleached the other half with peroxide and streaked it with red before. ”There was irritation in his voice; she kept her thoughts to herself after that, drumming her fingers on her leg and looking out the window. The vehicle passed through business and residential areas in no meaningful order, and they were quickly distant from the parts of town she would recognize. Jerome didn’t spare his passenger more than an occasional glance; his eyes moved with minimal effort between the road ahead and the rear-view mirror.They arrived amidst darkness and mist in a. In return, I would like to make sure she gets the ‘scoop’ every time we get the chance to give it to her.”Tom’s eyebrows raised, “You mean you would write a story, just the way we wanted if we asked you to?”Sarah smiled, “Yes sir, like Charlie said, I’m on your side. I’d just like to get the inside track on stories in return.”Tom was silent for a minute. “That may be the way we can lessen the danger on something we are going to have to do. Sarah, how late can you get a story in for tomorrows. "Yeah, she can stay over. It's not a PROBLEM!" I said as Ronnie stuck her tongue in my ass. "George? Are you ok?" asked a very concerned Suzy. "Yeah sorry, just spilled my drink on myself." She laughed on the other end. "You should be more careful. Thanks for watching them, I could use a girls night out." We hung up and both girls were looking at me with Chershire cat grins. I pulled Kriss onto my lap and started spanking her ass. She squealed as I pushed her off and grabbed Ronnie by the arm,.