June did not like her job. She did not like to pay bills. June did like to fuck.June liked to fuck lots of people. She would ride your dick. She would...eat your cunt.June liked to fuck her boss. Her boss had a wife. His wife did not like June.June lost her job. June was broke. She did not have any cash. She did not have good credit.She told me, “I do not want to sleep in my car.” She asked, “Can I sleep on your couch?”I said, “Yes you can, June. Stay with me for a few months. Sleep any place you. “No more paddling unless you want it. No more brutal beatings. I swear it. And it’s legally binding, as I just told you. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be fucked, either. In fact, I can promise you that you’ll get fucked a lot if you’re mine. Do you wish to be mine?” Hirsch pressed the issue, due to time constraints.“If you promise that I get to be naked inside at all times, get to wear makeup whenever it’s practical, that I get tits, and that I get to fuck every day if you can arrange. If she had gone for the ride on your bike ... excuse me, your hog ... you would be riding her right now. With me nothing happens until the third date and even then I have to at least like the guy." So tell me, does tonight count as a date?"Yeah. I guess it does." So what time tomorrow should I pick you up for our second date?" What makes you think there is going to be a second date?" Don't know until I ask so I asked." Make it around six. That will give me time to get home from work and. Her figure was slender, curved with virginal hips, firm breasts and smooth unblemished skin. I confess I found her delicious, but there was far more to consider before taking a new bride. “Death is only the beginning. You would never see the sun again in this life. You never see anyone you know.” “I don’t care.” “Do you not? For if you came across one of your friends, you would have to kill them. Can you kill?” Her lower lip trembled and she nodded in defiance. It lacked conviction and her fear.