“What’s wrong with Ms. Xnx I’d brought her a double sized Mocha Latte, and a croissant with a selection of toppings she could add. The picture sold for almost twice that. I was trading in the girl I’d loved since the 1st grade, for a few scratches and tires. You did fail in one minor area, though, so next time we’ll have to be more careful there,” she’d say. Smith’s world was centered on himself, and he occasionally found time to fuck me. I smiled despite myself. It caressed the under sides of my breasts and lifted them while concealing very little. I hoped that Raphe, and maybe my family back home could see me now. It was one of those things I could never cure him of. Smith was smiling from ear to ear.
