‘Now young lady, let’s talk about how you are going to pay for the repair on your car,’ I said with a grin, trying to lighten the mood. ‘You t...ld me that taking you to lunch would be enough,’ Cyn answered with surprise. ‘I did, but I changed my mind. Those cables for a vintage Mustang cost more than regular cables, so lunch won’t cover it.’ I paused for a few seconds and added, ‘I think that if you let me take you to dinner Saturday, we can call it square.’ She went from a concerned look to. That holds some of the governmental excesses down to a minimum. Certainly something had to.I wasn't exactly aiming for a career in public service, not with the horrible examples in front of me. But I was going to be a semi-public figure, and I needed to do some considering of the image I was going to project. I couldn't come across as a small-busted harridan with a straight figure, not with these curves, so I'd have to make some other changes. The first, unfortunately, was with my social. Let’s have some of that then...” – and she’s shuffling forward on her back, bringing her pussy right to the edge of the bed ... Not rolling over – she clearly wants this missionary style ... She wants to look into the dog’s eyes as he fucks her!Her smooth thighs now on either side of the black beast, she slaps her pussy a couple of times – jumping and smiling a little each time she makes contact with her own flesh ... Encouraging the dog to come closer ... Which he does, moving in to lick at. She now has Harold out of the whore business with three exceptions.One, he rents his apartments to pimps like Pantone and Shades Johnson. Word was out — Harold’s buildings are safe. For whores and customers.Two, Gertie knows that Harold has street creds among the Northeast kids. So she allowed him to keep taking in newcomers. Turning them into little prostitutes, but only with the understanding that he would sell them as quickly as Cassandra gave the nod.Three, Gertie had Harold stock the Buena.