Apparently Jane had met him and was taken with him because she kept bringing up how lonely he seemed living in a white neighborhood and being the only...black around. I even began to suspect that something might be going on between them.This state of affairs went on for several weeks until I finally met the guy while mowing the lawn one Saturday afternoon. He introduced himself and told me that he worked for an investment bank and that he'd moved out from the east coast only 3 months before.I. Yeah, Dana hooks. But it ain't cheap. She goes for five hundred minimum, and that's a fucking blow job. Getting more is a K and up.Then I see the front door open and Mr. Smiles comes in.Mr. Smiles is just that: all smiles without an ounce of nice behind it. He smiled his way into my client's bed, and then into her pocketbook. Now he wants to marry the broad, even though she's fifty four and Mr. Smiles is thirty two. He says it's true love.He's right. He truly loves her pocketbook, her checkbook. Ek baar main Juhi ko milne ke liya gaya tha tab uske parents kisi relative ke marriage function me gaye the. Par uski sister wahi pe thi. Mere frequent visits ki wajah se woh mujhe janti thi. Par ye nahi janti thi ke uski bahen mera lund leti hai aur mujhe se chudati hai.Uss din raat ko hum sab log hall me baithe ke TV dekh rahe the aur general chat kar rahe the. Tab Juhi ne mujhe sone chalte hai aisa ishara kiya. (Real me usse mujhse chudana tha.) To hum sab log sone chale gaye.Thodi der baad. And since I had this need to do her again, not saying anything about Brenda was the only logical choice.Our next chance came on a Saturday when we both were scheduled to work the evening shift. Brenda was leaving town that morning on an overnight trip with the church choir. Donna said her old man would be booking all weekend for some heavy tests. Her plan was to leave their apartment early after telling him she was going shopping and was taking her uniform so she could change at work. That.