She wanted Larry as Laurie and to sing. She had talked Larry intosinging in front of the review stand Lee Greenwood's "I am Proud To BeAn American." I...don't how she did that, but I am glad she did. I amalso glad he wore a T-shirt, jeans and running shoes.The parade was about to start. I felt woozy and crampy. I thought Icould last. I was sipping on cool water. It seemed to help. I had movedmy car into position. I started to roll forward. I got a hundred feet.I got major cramps. I hit the breaks. My fingers start to curl up at the intensity of it all. I sit up while you continue to suck on my dick. I pull you up from the hair, and kiss your lips, with the mixture of your spit and my precum on it. I did not care a single bit.‘Your turn’, I say and go for your tights, and pull them down and off of you. Why not the rest? So I pull off your undies, now fully exposing you, naked body. What a beautiful sight, I think. I slide my finger on your already wet pussy, and start to finger fuck you.. " He turned to me. "Ain't you, bitch? Ain't you turned on seein' a real pussy? Show her yo' pussy, bitch." I pulled the tight dress up around my waist and pulled down my panties, showed her my cleanly shaven cunt. She spat on the floor. "You look like a fuckin' baby with that no-hair thing." She spit again, this time it spattered across my shoe.I heard someone knock on the door and Keesha answered, "yeah?" A tall man and one of the whores from the street walked in. I watched her, she was. .. how about say around six? Will that work for you, buddy?" Sounds good to me," Jason replied, "I'll see you then." Good enough, I'll look forward to seeing you then," Marc affirmed.After they hung up he sat thinking, 'God yes, let me get this over with quick as possible. It's just sad that it's always someone like Marc who gets dumped on.'Even though it seemed strange, Jason thought Marc sounded relieved that it would be just the two of them. He questioned, 'I wonder if Marc already knows.