I remember reading her pretty cursive writing; Meet me tomorrow in the girls bathroom at exactly 10:30, I'll be wearing a pair of black heels. Don't b... scared. I promise, you won't regret a thing. I looked at that note at least seventy times, wondering what the hell she was talking about. Don't be scared? Did I have something to be scared of? What won't I regret? Why did she want to meet me, of all people? The questions ran through my head plenty of times, but the answers were all unclear. I. Doctor Gance?" Sheila said a moment later as I felt her hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry Sheila it seems I have been making far too many mistakes lately." I told Sheila as I hung my head. "I will procure an area for you to replenish your energy soon Doctor Gance. At the moment we need to keep going. As it is now they are very close to surrounding us. Though I will take lives to keep you safe I still have an aversion to it. Perhaps a bit of the original first law that I deleted is still there?". Staring back at me was the perfect bimbo blonde sissy street slut. I couldn't help giggling. I shot myself the finger. I looked perfect. I was ready for what might come. Someone knocked on the door and told me to get my ass outside. I was escorted to the motel club by the five guys who had been in the room. I put on a show while walking. My bubble butt flipped up and down, up and down and my furry white purse swung against my hip as I strutted. The parking lot was still full of thugs from. I was so nervous but I couldn't stop looking at the pic of his cock so I texted him. He said send me a face and body pic and if he liked what he saw he would call me and tell me his address. By this time I was so horny that I would have done anything to suck his cock so I took the pictures and sent them to him. A couple minutes later I got a phone call and he said be at this address in the next half hour or don't bother comming and he hung up. Part of me didn't want to go but I just kept.