Almost all the people we picked up, not women, people, were in the profession to satisfy their drug habits. That often gave us the opportunity to purs...e the people who sold them the drugs.The people who sold them the drugs were typically at the bottom of the org chart. When we picked them up that sometimes gave us the opportunity to pursue someone higher up the chart. And so on.As long as drugs were illegal, the profits to be made were irresistible to many. For that kind of return they would be. Dad removed his face from my pussy. My dads face looked like a glazed donut with all my juices over it. Dad just ran his tongue over his lips as he scooped my long legs up onto his shoulders. With my long legs on his shoulders dad started to poke his cock at my pussy. AHhhh, I moaned out as his cock missed its mark a few times. Then his cock slipped fully into my pussy. Dad started to run his cock in and out. Dad was not taking his time at fucking me. He started to hammer my pussy deep and hard. She reminded of a strict, older teacher I had in grade four. “I, uh,” stammered, too scared and intimidated by this woman.“I know who you are, and you’re on time. That’s good,” she stated. She told me not to just stand there, but get my butt inside now.“Yeah, right,” I replied.“No, not yeah right. It’s yes ma’am when I tell you to do something.”“Yes ma’am,” I corrected myself and hurriedly entered the house.She closed and locked the door behind me.“You’re name in this house for the next little. Not one but two piercings in each ear with a fewearrings to start off with. All three of us walked out of the mall loadeddown with packages. And when we got home mom made sure to go into my roomand made space for all of the purchases we made. She instructed me in thecare of everything and that I was to make sure that I understood how tomaintain them.Going in to high school I tried to take advantage of putting some thingson without looking too obviously like a guy wanting to be a girl.I began.