"Unbutton your pants." Her fingers snapped them open and tugged the zipper down. She started to wiggle them off but I stopped her. "No, just unbutton.... Jess dropped her hands back down her sides and I raised up, putting my face close to the zipper. I could see a tiny black bow at the top of a pink panty. It matched without being a set. I reached up, tugged the top of her panties up, bringing them up enough to show above her pants but without giving her a wedgie. Then I pulled down her pants. .. something I was completely unfamiliar with. It was more of a rooming house -- a long hall with doors on either side. She lead me into the first one on the left. Not that I really cared at that moment, but it was a complete pig-sty. Garbage, dirty clothes and overflowing ashtrays surrounded a small mattress with a knotted up sleeping bag. I thought to myself, this girl's price just went down.But it was still money up front. I pushed my luck and said, You're mine for 60 bucks. I tossed. We just had to get to it.Tracey put her hand on my arm as she and Tony walked past me to take a seat. I had to remind myself that she was a grandmother. She didn't look like a grandmother to me. She would always just be my big sister. Tony shook my hand and smiled knowingly as he followed Tracey and the usher down the aisle.Mary Jo stopped momentarily and hugged me. "Remember to smile, John," she teased as she held out her arm to the best man, her son, Johnny."Buck up, John," Jesse said as he. She may not have the intellect of her girlfriend, but she can easily see just how stuck up the rich could be.So, after spending much of the evening passing back and forth flirtatious comments, Danyelle slipped a piece of paper onto the tray of the waitress. The act reminded her of the notes she often passed in school, and she was feeling giddy like a school girl. The waitress, Danika, smiled and grabbed the neatly folded piece of paper and walked away.Danyelle had written simple message that.