She wanted the job but was unsure of what may lay ahead with Richard. This both excited her and quite frankly scared her.Lying there a good while, thi...king it through, she finally made the decision that was eluding her. Rolling over to the edge of the bed she sat up and thought to herself, ‘I can’t pass this up for the money that is offered. I can handle anything Richard throws at me; besides he is a good-looking guy.’ With her mind made up, Meagan got out of bed with a plan in her head, now. I knew that when we got dressed this morning that she had put on a black thong which neatly cupped her sex. Slotting a finger down the groove between her buttocks I rubbed back and forth from behind her balls to her puckered entrance. Rachel was urging me on, lifting and falling in time with my movements. I changed the motion of my fingering and now swirled around her entrance, searching it out, teasing it and pushing it. Rachel pushed back on my exploring finger as now and then it threatened. It was well after seven when Burt, still walking on clover, bid his aunt goodnight as he headed off to his card game. Maybe it was because of the afternoons activities that clouded his judgement or maybe it was this night that the card sharks decided that his 'winning' streak must come to an end. The first couple of hands were his, a take of five hundred dollars. A short break and drink and then a challenge, 'how about we go for a decent hand Burt' and with that a cost that would take all his. ’ ‘Respecto.’ ‘Si. Mucho respecto.’ The other teenagers murmured their agreement. Each one envisioning himself behind bars, kicking ass, getting paid, and moving up. In their minds, prison improved their lives, made everything possible. They only had to be tough enough. ‘Oye!’ The man who’d stepped away had returned. He stood just outside the circle of teenagers, a bored expression on his face. ‘Five minutes.’ ‘Finally!’ He stepped forward, pushing through his fan club, and embraced the.