As the month went by Carl still did not have a job. He said it was because of his lack of education but Susan told him he was being lazy. John said if...they didn’t have the rent they would be kicked out of the apartment and get deported. Carl cried like a little girl. John suggested that if Carl could not find work Susan could work as a prostitute. Before Carl could answer Susan agreed. Every day, sometimes twice a day John would bring a man over to their apartment. They men were of different. . and she started to press my head tight on her pussy … and I started to slowly taste the treasure and can feel her wetness. Dint even imagine that she would be so wet… and took my tongue out and started to lick her wetness… slowly pushed open her pussy with my tongue….HhhhhhaaahahahahahahahhahahahaaasshshshshshhshshshshmmmmmWas her moan and I held her tight and my mouth tight and my tongue still deep..wow I forgot myself and was licking like necter…Suddenly I turned her around and slid her. I always stopped at a little café for breakfast on Saturdays over on the other side of town. It was my guilty pleasure. I could stop, have breakfast, drink my blessed coffee and then continue on my way. "OH hell!" the thought just hit me. I was supposed to be meeting the girls for breakfast this morning. I could always go to my little breakfast spot tomorrow then. So much for my usual Saturday routine. Now I had the dilemma of going for my run and meeting them or just skipping it altogether and. I doubt if any of these four men are friends with Snake. But I can’t be sure. Unfortunately, I have a feeling I’m about to be tested. Out of the corner of my eye I see one of the men approaching. He sat in the seat beside me and asked, “Hey, baby! Whatcha reading?”So far it’s okay. Just talk. He’s just making conversation. It was just an innocent question.“I was just reading the latest issue of “Good Housekeeping” I answered politely. Not trying to send any messages at all. I tried very hard to.