This was the age before computers, the internet, and cell phones and I just planned on watching some TV when I got home. My thoughts were interrupted ...y a voice calling my name, “Hey Dave, wait up.” The voice belonged to a girl named Susan. She was also a tenth grader and had lived down the block from me for about five years. We had always been friendly but never really that close. In truth, I didn’t know that much about her other than our birthdays being just 3 days apart in. ”“Give me a moment. I was here to meet with some friends. Let me tell them I’ll be with you for a bit.”Jerry watched his ex-wife walk away, sashaying through the restaurant, her ass moving in a pleasant figure eight. He kept a yuppie from stealing the bar stool and waited for her return and was amazed at the difference in her since he had last seen her. She looked like a new woman! When she climbed onto the bar stool, she showed more leg than she had shown in public for a long time, he thought,. .”I looked up desperately. I had been in this job for just over two years, having been lucky enough to be recruited straight from university. I dreaded the thought of explaining the end of my fledgling career to family and friends.“Please Mrs McGlone, how can I make this right? What can I do?”She rose to her feet and to my astonishment puller per tights down a little. She then sat back down, this time her legs spread. “Well pervert, Mr McGlone hasn’t been up to par for a while now. Come over. You better make me cash tonight, Darcy, he growled angrily and drove away. I wiped my eyes and pulled my mirror out of my small purse, fixing my make-up. I hated how I looked, too much make-up and not enough clothes. Jeremy had been my dealer for a while, then my boyfriend, then my abuser, and finally…my pimp. He bought me slutty mini-skirts and revealing tube-tops, a switch blade, and pepper spray. I still hadnt gotten a john, a trick, but something told me tonights the night. I was right,.