" Come on, Tucker, I know what you were doing. It's not a big deal, you know. We all do it." You do it, too?" Of course. Everybody does, didn't your m...m and dad tell you that? It's nothing to be ashamed of. Why don't you just go ahead and do it? I won't tell." Will you watch me?" he asked, confirming that my babysitting charge was certainly a sexual exhibitionist. "You won't ever tell?" I promise. I'd really like to watch you do it, Tucker."The covers slid back and his briefs were down around. Why am I doing this? My previously defiant inner voice now whispers ‘because you want to…’ ‘That’s it honey, show me your cunt. Here in the alleyway, I want to see you wet like the bitch in heat you are.’ I hear his voice through a haze. It seems so distant, I can hear the words echoing through my head and they send a stabbing need through me. God I want him. My skirt hitched above my waist I slowly pull aside my damp white panties and look down at myself, my pussy on display. ‘Your cunt Sarah,. They lived in one of those gated communities, and when I picked them up she was gorgeous. She wore a tight fitting black skirt, 5" heels, and a revealing blouse showing off her 36c's. Her name was Debbie and his was Mike. Mike asked me to drive into the city to a club they knew. I waited outside in the car for about 4 hours until they called for me to pick them up. They had quite a bit to drink and asked me to drive them home. On the way home, they started to get it on, and before I knew it she. Take this one,’ Patrick offered. Benjamin took the treat. ‘What do I owe you for it?’ ‘Nothing,’ Patrick replied. Benjamin looked past Patrick to read the sign on the hot dog cart. The price was $2. Benjamin handed Patrick that amount. ‘There ain’t no such thing as a free lunch,’ Benjamin insisted. Patrick shrugged and pocketed the bills. ‘So, how are you doing?’ ‘I’m fine. Do you know where Francis is?’ Patrick was a bit surprised at the sudden question. ‘She’s in the office.’ Patrick started.