Just a little light hearted teasing to start the night and create a little sexual tension that we would surely be releasing later on when I got home. ... had every intention of being a good girl until then. That is, until the cab showed up in front of our apartment building to pick me up. Kendra was wearing a tight pink dress, and was obviously already drunk. She leaned forward to hug me in a blur of long dark hair and I caught the familiar scent of her perfume. “Look what I have….” she sang in a. ” she trails off a little, “Just kiss me. Please.” I turn my head and give her a little peck. Then another which is a little longer and wetter. I offer her my tongue and sucks and nibbles on it. My dick is growing under the weight of her leg slung across my waist. Her hand is still holding her ass cheek and she intermittently pulls on it.I reach down to rub her leg and turn to face her, embraced in a long kiss. My dick pops out from under her leg and flops against the shaved skin of her pussy. I was their introduction and their recruitment incentive. I was shared like coffee from the communal coffee pot. I was considerably less valuable than coffee on a cold day. I was just a white whore to them.A Christian whore named Jazmin. I gave them pet names, since I couldn’t think of them as real. I managed to stay sane only because I though of them as cartoon characters. They weren’t real and I did not do the things I had done. That was Jazmin, not me. I had a feeling I was going to need a. We have a waiting list for you.”“Anything interesting?”“No, just the usual upper level disease lottery winners. We try to weed out the ones spreading the various conditions, but they invariably lie or won’t tell us who they’ve been with.”“Well, it’s their money and their choice,” I chuckled.“True, more money than sense, some of them,” she nodded.“How many this time?”“Twelve, seven males, five females. No one of note, just all of them willing to pay the price to hide it from their partners and.