To me, he had always just been my older brother, but standing there, with his bare chest and broad shoulders just inches from me, I could smell his mu...ky scent and I felt myself reacting to him in an entirely new and different way. There was an intensity in the way he was looking at me. He didn't reach out to touch me or anything, yet I couldn't have moved from that spot even If I'd wanted. That single fact frightened me more than anything else. I suddenly realized that I didn't want to move.. .$20?" The look on Michelle's face told me that every single word I had just said was totally wrong."Oh God, honey, no! you're a fresh, tight, juicy little 18 year old! You also live near some fairly wealthy men. For you I'd say: Blowjob would be $50, striptease would be $20, and a fuck...about $100. Hell, maybe $200. Just make the prices up as you go along."I liked that idea. I liked that idea a lot. And the next day, I began my job as a professional hooker.. She walked over to the one with Cee-Cee smiling up at him she leaned over the bar whispering in his ear. “Hey baby when you want to feel some firm tight thighs look me up.” she told him lightly touching his chin with her finger tips. He smiled at Angela. “ I don’t think so, your not what I like in a woman, maybe a few more pounds on you might help. He told her nicely and then added. “ You do have a pretty face though.” Angela was steaming for that is what she heard her friends telling Cheyenne. Cheryl stopped me, placing her hand over my mouth. She then directed my vision toward the two men and began rubbing her hand through my back pocket until she had found her way to my hole. Then she inserted her finger, then moved her other hand and began playing with my now hardening cock. Her breathing was hard as she whispered in my ear how hot that made her as she watched the man slamming his hard cock into the other. Sometimes he would pump so hard the other guy almost fell over. I don’t.