’ hugging her tightly. ‘Good luck babe. Have a great time and call me!’yelling as I close the door. The black stretch limo was waiting to take m... to the airport. After the long ride, I get out and stretch lazily. I check my luggage in and double check which gate I had to find. I finally find it, getting a little nervous. The lady taking the tickets yells, ‘First class is now boarding.’ I get in line and board quietly. Placing my carry on in the over head compartment and settling into the seat.. After her first job of the night had driven off, Ruth got herself together and back in showroom condition, ready for her next boyfriend. It was still fairly early in the night for her, so she wasn't too worried. Besides, she'd already made fifty bucks so the night wouldn't be a bust even if she had no other customers.But after a couple of hours of waving and guys stopping by to talk but no takers, another car came by. "Excuse me, Miss," the driver said. This car was a full-size Buick LeSabre. "You are learning, sisssyboy. You're doing better at following orders and I like that." As he talked, he began to strip off his sweatpants. He was wearing jockeys underneath and the white material bulged from the pressure of his hard cock trying to get free. My eyes traveled up and down his body, taking in his toned, muscular form and his sexy grin. I realized that I was incredibly turned on by the sight of his nearly naked, very dark body. Turned on almost as much as the bodies of the girls I. “Oh, my poor thing!” Mrs. Kutcher exclaimed emotionally as she grabbed a tissue to dab at her own watering eyes. “Thank the good Lord that your boyfriend was able to stop that ... that low-life ... before he got any further! My, my! Now, if you need me too, I’d be more than happy to tell the police what I saw and heard today, that should change their dumb minds about who’s in the wrong!”“Thanks, Mrs. Kutcher, we appreciate it, we really do, and we might just ask you to do that, but I think that.