Stacey called me back in less than an hour. She had five women already lined up for the following week. I was all set and spread the word immediately....By the end of the day I had scheduled ten clients for Monday. I called my ex and asked if she could get more women to become one-day hookers. I explained my problem and she laughed. Then she told me that she wanted ten percent of the girl’s action. So did I, but right then I decided to take twenty-five percent for myself leaving sixty-five. She seemed unaffected by Stan's grimaces, the tension in his arms or the frequent use of the non-existent brake pedal his foot was continually searching for.On the other hand, Stan had to admit that Anne drove with great skill. Even in the gathering gloom of a mid-September evening the car was expertly placed in exactly the right place at all times. Anne didn't even have to exceed the speed limits — much.They arrived at the school a few minutes early. Stan sighed theatrically and Anne turned to. However that momentary victory was quickly shattered when something hard and sharp suddenly smashed into her other side, and looking over she found the second kobold standing there with its dagger stuck into her ribs.Rebecca kicked off with her right foot and jumped backwards, holding her hand over where she had been stabbed as a small amount of pain flooded her brain. It wasn't that big of a deal, but the suddenness of the attack and the sensation of being hit was unsettling, and once more. She lowered my pants to expose my throbbing cock, “Want me?” She asked next bringing her burning pussy within reach, though still clad in black panties. Again a nod from me, “Not yet” she would say, you’re not ready. Such a tease I know, but well worth it I thought. She knelt between my legs and brought her smoke filled mouth to the head of my penis only to let it flow out across the length of my cock and down to my balls. This sensation was almost as addictive as stuffing her needy pussy, but.