"‏Sure he does, I was at his church yesterday," I knew what he meant, but my reaction was that of a normal person, not some kind of jaded bitch."‏...ason Archer just appeared here last year. He set up that ministry, but his ordainment must be from the back of penthouse or something akin to it."Shit, I have been conned, I thought. "So what's his scam?" I can't find one.‎ ‏He isn't putting money in the bank anywhere. His income from the church will barely cover his expenses. He actually seems to be. Carmen looked at Jason, "Does he want to suck on your cock or you suck on his?" she asked Jason. "Jason's not sure about sucking on another man's cock" I said to Carmen "Maybe you could tell him how good it feels" I added. Carmen sat down next to Jason, "Trust me lover" she began "There is no greater feeling than having a nice hard cock in your mouth other than one fucking a cunt or asshole' she said to Jason. She then moved over to my side and reaching down, unbuckled my belt, unzipped my. He nevertheless unconsciously quickened his pace a bit."Hi, Mr. Branham," came the sweet voice from the corner.The prostitutes had moved in a few years ago when the neighborhood had begun to deteriorate. A lot of the long time residents were outraged, but two of the "ladies" who shared an apartment, had come into the store and struck up a conversation with him while selecting a puppy. It was then he had come to realize that despite their chosen profession, they were people just like everyone. People would never believe anyone that went to her school lacked the resources to pay for college. The annual tuition is just under twenty-five thousand dollars a year. Harvard is under thirty-thousand a year. Plus, Jessie and her father have been shit on by people all their lives. Now her dad can stop putting over half of each paycheck into a college fund for her. They can get a better apartment. I made sure I paid her estimated income taxes because at least one of the others working there.