. gorgeous. Other days she would wear low cut blouses and I could see deep down her cleavage. She would catch me looking all the time and smile, or on...e in a while nod and smile. Needless to say I flunked that class, I have no clue what was said or done, but I can remember every move and sight I saw of Latisha. As the semester was closing, one day, I dropped my books upon the class ending, and had to linger to retrieve them. The rest of the class had left, except Latisha. As I finally was. As I heard the lock click, and the door swinging open, I suddenly felt a strong sense of abandonment. The sensation was so strong that I had to close my eyes and draw a deep, long breath. I was surprised, but instantly knew what it signified. Stepping through that door would be the final return to myself. To who I really was. The magic would be broken and the fairytale become a dream of times past. Life on the yacht with my husband and friend had been a crammed and tight existence. Still,. “Oh I bet,” Tiffany scoffed.“You expect us to believe you want to fund our family vacations by doing the same things I do?” my mom called her out when it was clear Tiffany thought she was making a point.“I wasn’t saying I would turn tricks,” Tiffany scoffed. “I just wanted to know how much it paid!”. She was holding her ass cheeks apart as she walked downstairs. I made them both squat over their butt plugs and sit on them to seat them in their asses before we left the bathroom. “Just blowjobs. I longed to go over to her and stick my finger into the crack of her ass and see how juicy it was, but came back to reality just as she turned back towards me. I smiled as she giggled and tucked whatever it was she'd dropped back into her pocket before bending down again and grabbing the corner of the mattress. We carried it outside to where her grandpa was waiting with a cube van. I helped her up into the back of the van, letting my hands sink into the meaty flesh of her behind as I pushed her.