• "fifteen bucks" i say to the man he stares at my 'tata's like im a thing, or like there alive, he looks up at my pale face and nods saying,

    "get in."

    On the way to god knows were i look around seeing park avenue, Brodway road, Marksman field road, they were all the getto type neighborhoods somthing i usually saw i mean i grew up there.

    "whats your name?" He says i look at the man, who was about...I dont know in his thirties twenties only god knows

    "Rachel." i finally answer, he nods slightly and looks away.

    There was somthing stunning about this one. usually other 'coustemers' are grabbing at my boobies, putting hands up my shirt but this one was keeping to himself for once of course i knew he was a pervert but all he did was stare at times he never grabbed me.

    "I want to do somthing different Rachel." he announces stopping near a cafe in the middle of town. i c**k my head to him and looked down at my skimpy tube top that nearly showed my bra and my red laced thong sticked out of my short shorts he sighed passing a long jacket i immediatly put it on.

    He wasnt half bad actually, kind of handsome his redish hair showed his cheek bones quite nicely and his eyes were brown and dark, his face though looked like an infants chubby cheeks pushed out, even if he was quite thin... oh well...

    I opened the ferari door and stepped out buttoning up the jacket i could make an excuse that i was wearing a skirt under this if anyone asked about it. The man helped me out "oh yea im justin by the way." The man finnally said, a hand placed on my collerbone, it felt wierd...

    Justin led me into the homley cafe, it was...alright. But other than the pin-up pictures (which reminded me of what i usually wear) plastured all around the shop, he sat down in a silk chair i sat on the other