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All rights are reserved by the author, Marie Gonzales.
  

  Every Girl Has Her Price

  by Maria Gonzales


  "Do you want fries with that?"

  "No thanks," Kyle answered looking at the girl's name tag.

  "Okay, your order comes to five dollars and twelve cents."

  Kyle watched the girl behind the counter get his food. 
  She was physically attractive, but there was also 
  something else about her.  Something else that made him 
  think that she would go along with his plans.

  "Here's your order, sir.  Thank you, and have a nice day."

  "Excuse me, there isn't anybody in line.  Could I ask 
  you something, Juana?"

  "Sure."

  "Can I talk to you when you get off work?"

  "I'm sorry.  I already have a boyfriend," she responded, 
  sounding like she had said the same line a thousand times.

  Kyle laughed and responded, "No, you misunderstood.  I 
  just want to talk. I have a hobby, and if you're 
  interested in helping me with something, you'll be able 
  to make some quick money.  At least listen to what I 
  have to offer."

  "I get off in half an hour."

  "Okay.  I'll wait for you at my table."

  Juana turned away from him and returned to work.  Kyle 
  found a table in the back and slowly ate his food. 
  Silently thanking his grandfather for not only being 
  smart enough to save a large amount of money during his 
  lifetime, but for also realizing that all of that money 
  would be best served if it were left to him upon their 
  death.  Kyle had alienated himself from his family when 
  he fought them in court over the inheritance, but 
  seeing the look on his uncles' and cousins' faces as 
  the judge awarded nearly all of the inheritance to him 
  was more than worth the money that he had spent on 
  lawyers.

  "So how can I make some money from your hobby?" he 
  heard her say as she sat down in the booth.

  "Hi Juana.  I'm glad that you decided to listen to me. 
  My name is Kyle Thomas, and let me start out by saying 
  that I am a very rich man.  I'm telling you that not to 
  impress you, but so you know that anything that I offer 
  you is legitimate."

  "Okay, so you're rich.  I'm assuming that you aren't 
  just going to start handing me money over the table."

  "Well, you did agree to talk to me, and we all know 
  that time equals money." Pausing for a second, Kyle 
  reached into his back pocket and pulled out a crisp 
  twenty-dollar bill.  As he handed it to Juana, he 
  continued, "Let me offer this small payment to you for 
  deciding to at least listen to my business 
  proposition."

  Juana looked at him for a second, and then reached out 
  and accepted the money being offered.  "This is just 
  because I decided to talk to you, right?  I mean you 
  don't expect me to sleep with you just because you gave 
  me some money?"

  Kyle softly laughed and answered.  "Of course, I don't 
  expect you to sleep with me for twenty dollars.  Just 
  listen to my offers, and if you decide to accept any of 
  them I'll be extremely grateful."

  "Okay, Kyle.  What business propositions do you have 
  for me?"

  "Slow down, Juana.  I'll get to them soon, but let me 
  first explain why I chose you."'

  Juana softly nodded and he continued speaking.

  "I picked you for many reasons.  You are a very 
  attractive woman, but you also seem to have something 
  inside you that I picked up on somehow, even though I 
  can't explain what it is.  Something that makes me 
  think that I'm not wasting my time or money talking to 
  you."

  "Wait a second.  You lost me.  Can you run that by me again?"

  "Don't worry about that.  Let me continue.  I have this 
  theory -- actually, lots of people have this theory -- 
  I just made it my hobby to prove it.  I'm sure that you 
  have heard the phrase, 'everybody has a price'  Well, I 
  like to prove that by getting people to do things that 
  they would never even think of doing.  I like to see 
  what people are willing to do for money."

  "I get it.  You think that you can get me to do stuff for money."

  "Exactly, Juana.  For example, I'm going to make my 
  first business proposition to you right now.  I'll give 
  you fifty dollars for your bra."

  "You want me to take off my bra and give it to you? 
  For fifty dollars?"

  "Yes.  All you have to do is slide your bra off here at 
  the table, and I'll give you fifty dollars."

  Juana looked down at her shirt.  She could see the 
  outline of her bra through the thin material.  "I 
  can't.  Without a bra, you'll be able to see...  I 
  mean..."

  "Well that is sort of the point.  I'll give you sixty."

  Juana looked around at the near empty restaurant. 
  There were some customers toward the front, but nobody 
  near her and Kyle.  "Do I have to take it off here, or 
  can I go to the bathroom?"

  "I'll let you go to the bathroom, but you have to 
  return to the table with it in your hand and give it to 
  me."

  "I don't know...” Juana replied, again looking down at her shirt.

  "Seventy."

  "I'll be right back."

  Juana stood and made her way to the bathroom.  Walking 
  into a stall, she closed the door behind her and 
  unbuttoned the front of her shirt.  Stripping it off, 
  she draped it over the door and unhooked her bra. 
  Pulling the straps off her shoulders, she let the bra 
  fall down her arms, catching it in her hands.  Juana 
  then grabbed her shirt and put it back on.  As she 
  buttoned it, she walked out of the stall and looked at 
  herself in the mirror.  She could see her areola 
  through the thin cotton, and she noticed that the 
  jiggle of her braless breasts was very noticeable.

  Pulling out a brush, she let her hair down, and brushed 
  her long brown hair. She quickly put on some make-up 
  and once she was happy with her appearance, she walked 
  out the bathroom door, thankful that nobody would see 
  her, and returned to the booth.

  "Very nice, Juana.  I like you hair down like that, and 
  the way your tits bounce underneath your shirt is 
  really sexy,"  Kyle said as he handed her the seventy 
  dollars.  "You have nice dark nipples.  They show 
  through nicely. Perfect for my next proposition."

  Juana slid into the booth, and shyly covered her chest 
  with her arms.  "And what's your next proposition?"

  "We'll start at seventy this time.  All that you have 
  to do, is walk behind the counter and get a cup of ice 
  water.  As you talk to one of the guys, drink it, but 
  accidentally spill the water all over the front of your 
  shirt.  Then pretend that nothing is wrong and return 
  here walking through the front of the restaurant, again 
  pretending that nothing is wrong."

  "No way.  I have to work with these guys.  I wouldn't 
  do it for a hundred dollars."

  "Not for a hundred.  How about one twenty-five?"

  "I can't.  I would never feel comfortable working with 
  them again.  My shirt will be completely transparent."

  "You can always find another job."

  "No."

  "One fifty."

  "One fifty?  I can't."

  "One sixty."   Kyle could see that Juana was debating 
  the offers in her head, ready to accept at the right 
  price.  "One-seventy.  One-eighty.  Two hundred."

  "Two-hundred dollars!" Juana exclaimed in astonishment. 
  She thought about his offer, two hundred dollars.  She 
  was tired of working at the restaurant for minimum wage 
  anyway, and with two hundred dollars, plus the ninety 
  dollars that he had given her, she would have enough 
  cash until she found another job.

  "Yes, two hundred."

  "I don't believe that I'm really gonna do this, but 
  I'll be right back."

  Juana stood, walking to the front of the restaurant. 
  Ignoring the customers staring at her bouncing breasts, 
  and her co-workers who were also looking at her, she 
  walked behind the counter and grabbed a large cup. 
  Filling it halfway with ice, she then filled it with 
  water from the ice machine.  Juana took a sip, and 
  started talking with one of her co-workers as he leaned 
  onto the counter and tried not to stare at her chest.

  She made small talk with him, trying to summon up the 
  courage to pour the water onto herself.  Moving closer 
  to him, she lifted the cup to her lips to drink and 
  managed to hit his head softly with her elbow.  She 
  felt the water spill out of the cup and all over the 
  front of her shirt.

  Juana took a step back, and fought the urge to move her 
  arms to hide her wet, cold and completely visible 
  breasts.  Glancing into the eyes of her co-worker, she 
  could see that he was staring at her dark nipples.

  "I'm sorry.  I'm such a klutz.  Is your head okay?" she 
  asked rubbing her hand against his head.

  When he answered that he was fine, she pretended that 
  everything was normal; that she wasn't standing in 
  front of everybody in a wet shirt with her breasts on 
  display.  She talked with him for a few minutes, 
  continuing to apologize for her clumsiness.  Juana 
  excused herself and walked through the front of the 
  restaurant, feeling the stares but trying her best to 
  ignore them.

  Returning to the booth, she sat down and Kyle smiled at 
  her as he handed her two new one-hundred-dollar bills.

  "Very nice Juana, and I have to tell you that you look 
  very nice in a wet shirt."

  Unconsciously, Juana moved her arms in front of her 
  chest and shivered. "The water was really cold now.  I 
  think I proved your point.  I really have to leave 
  now."

  "Wait, Juana.  I have more for you if you're interested."

  "Depends, but I really don't want to hang around here anymore."

  "Okay, I can work that in to my next proposition.  I 
  want to buy your shirt from you, I'll start at two 
  hundred.  All that you have to do is walk back up to 
  the counter, complain about your shirt being wet and 
  how cold you are." Kyle paused.

  "There has to be more than that for two hundred dollars."

  "You catch on quick Juana.  Then you have to take off 
  the shirt, walk out to my limo in the parking lot, 
  topless, hand me your shirt, then we'll drive..."

  "No way.  I can get arrested for that, and I'm not 
  going anywhere with you."

  "You'll be out of here before you can get in trouble. 
  Think about it. I'll make it three hundred.  My car is 
  the white limo.  I'll be looking for you."

  "I can't.  Everybody will see me."

  "That's my point.  Final offer Juana.  Five hundred." 
  He smiled at Juana as he stood.  Without looking back 
  at her, he walked to his car and told his driver to 
  start the car and wait.

  * * *
  Juana watched him leave, and thought about his offer. 
  Five-hundred dollars was a lot of money, but what he 
  had asked her to do was past the point of decency. With 
  her breasts visible in a wet shirt she could act 
  innocently, but taking off her shirt and walking out, 
  there was no way that she could possibly pretend that 
  she didn't know what she was doing.

  She glanced out and saw the white limo parked outside. 
  She knew that Kyle was watching her from behind the 
  tinted windows of the limo.   Five-hundred dollars, she 
  repeated to herself.  She would have enough money to go 
  shopping for some new outfits.  Deciding to do it, she 
  stood and quickly walked to the front of the 
  restaurant.

  Looking at her boss across the counter, she told him, 
  "It's cold in here today, Mr. Jansen.  Do you have the 
  air on really low or something."

  "No, Juana, it's set like it always is, and you always 
  complain about how hot it is."

  "Really.  I am so stupid sometimes, maybe it's because 
  I got my shirt all wet." She started unbuttoning the 
  buttons as fast as she could.  "Maybe if I take it off 
  I'll warm up."  Now Juana had the shirt completely 
  unbuttoned.  She started to strip it off, but then 
  remembered that she had to unbutton the cuffs, and as 
  she fiddled with the buttons, she could feel the stares 
  of her coworkers on her nearly bare upper body. 
  Finally she unbuttoned the cuffs, and with a flourish, 
  she pulled the shirt off, baring her breasts to 
  everybody in the restaurant. "I'll see you guys later," 
  she said with a smile.

  Turning, she walked out the door, passing a couple of 
  high school age kids. With another smile, she walked by 
  them fighting the urge to cover herself.  She hurried 
  to the limo, feeling her breasts bounce and knowing 
  that everybody was still watching her.

  Kyle opened the door for her, and with a big smile he 
  told her, "Very nice, Juana.  I was beginning to doubt 
  that you would do it.

  As she stepped into the limo, she instinctively covered 
  her breasts with the shirt.  "I don't believe that I 
  did that."  She then started to giggle, "You should 
  have seen their faces!"

  "You should have seen your face!" he said as he held 
  his hands out.

  "What?"  Juana asked looking at his outstretched hands.

  "The shirt.  It's mine now.   I bought it from you, remember?"

  She looked at him, "Wait, if I give you the shirt I 
  won't have anything to wear."

  "You should have thought of that before."

  She handed him the shirt, and crossed her arms across 
  her chest as the limo started to move.  "Where are we 
  going?" she asked nervously.

  "Don't worry, you're safe.  We're just going to drive 
  around and talk."

  "You don't expect me to sleep with you or anything do you?"

  "Relax, Juana.  You won't have to do anything that you 
  don't want to do."  He answered handing her a glass of 
  champagne.

  Juana took the glass from him, being careful to keep 
  herself covered.

  "My next business proposition for you is a big one, so 
  I'll start out at a thousand dollars."

  "You haven't given me the five hundred yet."

  "I'm sorry.  It must have slipped my mind."  Kyle 
  pulled out a roll of hundreds from his pocket, counted 
  out five of them and handed them to her.

  "What do I have to do for a thousand dollars."

  "It's actually pretty simple.  Think of yourself as an 
  actress, and you are going to be paid a thousand 
  dollars for what I am about to ask you to do. We're 
  going to a local bar, but first I'm going to stop at a 
  mall to buy you a new outfit.  Once you put it on, then 
  you have to go into the bar, and walk out within an 
  hour with fifty dollars in your pocket."

  "How am I gonna... Wait, you want me to...  No.  I told you..."

  "I'm not asking you to prostitute yourself, Juana. 
  Just think of it as a play, and you're the actress. 
  The role that you will play will be that of a 
  prostitute, and you have to perform fellatio in that 
  role."

  "No way, Kyle."

  "Eleven hundred."

  "No." Juana answered strongly.

  "Fifteen hundred."

  "I could get arrested."

  "The bar we are going to is safe.  No cops there for 
  sure.  If you do get arrested, I can get you out, no 
  problem."

  "Kyle, I can't.  I'll feel so degraded."

  "Sixteen hundred."

  "I can't."

  "Seventeen.  Eighteen."

  "Kyle, no, I can't do that," Juana answered, feeling 
  her greed start to take over.

  "Two thousand, Juana.  How many weeks do you have to 
  work at the burger joint to make two thousand dollars?"

  She thought about what she would buy with two thousand 
  dollars.  There were so many things that she could get, 
  maybe something for herself, like the tennis bracelet 
  that she had been eying for the last month.  "Okay. 
  I'll do it."

  "Good.  We're at the mall.  I'll be right back.  Before 
  I go though.  I want to buy the rest of your clothes. 
  How much do you want for them."

  "You want to buy what?" Juana asked incredulously.

  "Your pants, panties and whatever else you might have 
  on.  Tell me how much you want for them."

  "I don't know Kyle, five hundred."

  "Deal."  Kyle pulled out his cash, counted out five 
  bills and handed them to her.

  Juana felt the car stop, and looking out she could see 
  that they were at a mall.  "I guess you want me to take 
  them off now?"

  "Yes, I do."

  She reached down and untied her shoes and pulled off 
  her socks, handing them to Kyle.  She unbuttoned the 
  top of her pants, with a sigh she pulled down the 
  zipper.  She slid the pants off and handed them to him.

  "Nice legs, Juana.  Now the panties."

  "Can't I just keep these on?"

  "We had a deal, Juana."

  "I know, but please?"

  "Juana.  I keep my end of our little deals.  What would 
  you think if I told you that I wanted to pay you less 
  than we agreed upon after you had completed one of my 
  little games?"

  "But..." She looked helplessly at Kyle and with another 
  sigh, she pulled off her cotton panties and handed them 
  to him.

  "Very nice, Juana.  There's more champagne in the 
  fridge.  Help yourself. The controls to the television 
  and stereo are right over here.  Make yourself at home. 
  In that cabinet over there are some videos that you can 
  watch if you get bored.  I made them myself."  He said 
  with a laugh.

  Kyle stepped out of the limo, and Juana watched him 
  walk into the mall accompanied by his driver.

  Sitting naked and alone inside the limo, she sipped her 
  champagne.  After a few moments, Juana's curiosity took 
  hold of her.  She opened the video cabinet and read 
  some of the titles.  All of the tapes were marked with 
  a girl's name, with a brief description of the girl and 
  a date.  Pulling out the most recent one, titled 
  "Rebecca", Juana pulled it out of the case and pushed 
  it into the VCR. The television turned itself on, and 
  her eyes opened wide as she watched a woman that she 
  assumed to be Rebecca playing tennis, completely naked 
  and surrounded by a crowd of men watching her.  After a 
  few moments, she realized that the tape was made at a 
  local park; she even recognized a few men in the crowd.

  The tape went blank for a second, and soon started 
  again with Rebecca inside the limo still completely 
  naked and masturbating for the camera.  Juana could 
  hear Kyle's voice telling the woman what to do.  At 
  first the woman followed his directions stiffly, as if 
  she was embarrassed by what she was doing, but after a 
  few moments, Rebecca was starting to loudly orgasm. 
  Juana heard Kyle tell the woman to come to him, and the 
  tape went blank as she did as she was told.

  After a few seconds, the tape continued, and this time 
  Rebecca was in the middle of a park, wearing a tiny 
  skirt and a see through blouse.  It was obvious that 
  she wasn't wearing anything underneath, and the tape 
  went blank for a few moments, and continued with a shot 
  from far away, of Rebecca giving a man a blow job 
  underneath a tree, a police car in the background. 
  Juana looked closer, and realized that the man that 
  Rebecca was going down on was the policeman.

  Juana could feel herself starting to get turned on, and 
  she let her hand start to gently rub her labia.  The 
  camera slowly started to get closer to Rebecca, and 
  Juana felt her fingers start to move faster.

  Rebecca removed her mouth from the policeman's cock, 
  straddled him and slowly guided his cock into her. 
  Juana started to imagine what it would feel like 
  fucking a stranger in the middle of a park, knowing 
  that people could see her.

  Her fingers were now rubbing her pussy quickly, and she 
  occasionally pushed one finger between her labia.  She 
  felt herself start to orgasm, and with one hand she 
  started to push two fingers into herself, moving them 
  in and out as fast as he could.   Her other hand kept 
  rubbing her clitoris, and she tried to stay quiet as 
  her orgasm started.

  She heard a the doors of the limo unlock, opening her 
  eyes as Kyle opened the door.  Juana heard herself moan 
  in ecstasy, but as hard as she tried, she couldn't move 
  her hands away from her pussy.  She moaned loudly again 
  as her orgasm crescendoed.  Somehow she found the 
  strength to stop.  As her orgasm subsided, she looked
  embarrassedly at Kyle and sat up, trying to cover her 
  naked body.

  Kyle looked at the screen and told her, "You picked a 
  good tape to watch. Rebecca was really into what she 
  was doing.  That really surprised me.  She works at a 
  church.  That's where I found her.  Can you believe 
  that for one thousand dollars she agreed to seduce a 
  cop in the middle of a park."

  "I can't believe that she wasn't scared.  I mean a cop. 
  In the middle of the park."

  "At first I thought that she was going to hold out for 
  a lot of money,"  Kyle continued, "it took me five 
  hundred to get her braless, but as she started to get 
  hot, I started offering less and less money, and she 
  accepted it.  At the end of this tape I convinced her 
  to go into a hotel, and I stood outside inviting men 
  in.  She fucked about thirty guys for two hundred 
  dollars."

  "I wouldn't do that."  Juan said.

  "Of course you wouldn't."  Kyle answered.  "Here's your 
  outfit. You can put it on now if you want.  Or if you 
  prefer you can stay naked until we get to the bar."

  Juana grabbed the bag from his hand, happy to be able 
  to put some clothes on again.  She quickly opened the 
  bag, and her mouth dropped open as she pulled out a 
  tiny stretch mini-skirt and a short white tank top with 
  spaghetti straps.

  "I can't wear this in public."

  "You could go into the bar naked if you want."

  She looked at him and frowned, "What do I wear underneath."

  "It's in the bag."  Kyle answered.

  She looked into the bag again and found nothing, 
  "There's nothing in here."

  "That's what you wear underneath."

  She shook her head and frowned.  Trying to hide as much 
  of herself from him as she could, she first pulled the 
  skirt over her hips, then she put the blouse on. 
  Looking down, she saw that the bottom of her breasts 
  peeked out of the blouse.  "I can't do this Kyle."

  "We have a deal."

  "At least let me put something on underneath."

  "Nah, the panty lines would be obvious in that skirt, 
  and the blouse looks really nice without a bra."

  "I changed my mind, Kyle.  I can't do it."

  "We have a deal Juana.  I already bought you the 
  outfit.  But if you really want out, I'll let you. 
  Just say the word, and I'll drop you off right here."

  "Do I get my clothes back?"

  "No, they're mine, I bought them from you, remember? 
  But I'll let you keep the outfit that you have on."

  "I can't go into public like this."

  "That's your decision."

  "But you told me that I wouldn't have to do anything 
  that I didn't want to."

  "But you already agreed to do this, and I'm letting you 
  back out if you want."

  "But..."

  "We're at the bar.  We'll wait for you here.  One hour, 
  either come back with fifty dollars, or with nothing. 
  If you're not back in an hour, you'll be stuck here."

  "I don't believe that I'm really gonna do this."  Juana 
  stepped out of the car, looked at herself in the tinted 
  windows of the limo.  She adjusted her skirt to cover 
  as much as she could, and pulled the blouse lower.  As 
  she did, she noticed that the tops of her breasts were 
  nearly spilling out of the blouse, and she pulled the 
  blouse slightly higher.  Frowning, she realized that 
  she was going to have to show too much either way, and 
  she turned and walked into the bar

  * * *
  Juana's eyes adjusted to the dim light inside the bar. 
  She looked around the crowded club, then walked to the 
  bar, keeping her eyes down.  Sitting on a barstool, she 
  tried to adjust her skirt so that nothing would show, 
  but gave up when she realized that she was attracting 
  more attention that way.

  A bartender approached her and said, "The gentleman in 
  the blue suit at the end of the bar wants to buy you a 
  drink."

  Juana looked down, and saw an older man, probably in 
  his forties wave to her. She wanted to tell the 
  bartender to tell the old man to go fuck himself, but 
  realizing that she was on a deadline, she smiled at the 
  man and told the bartender, "I'll have a rum and Coke, 
  please."

  The bartender walked over to the man and whispered 
  something to him.  They both smiled and the gentleman 
  approached Juana.  "Hi, beautiful," he said.

  Smiling at him, she answered, "Hi handsome."

  "Maybe I'm wrong, but I'm guessing that you're here for 
  something besides a drink."

  "And what makes you think that?"

  He moved closer to her and whispered, "I know your 
  type.  Wanna go to my room at the Hilton?"

  Wanting to slap him, but wanting to get this over with 
  she answered, "I'm not in the mood to go all the way 
  back to a hotel."  She winked at him and smiled.

  Placing his hand on her leg, he smiled at her and 
  continued, "What are you in the mood for then?"

  "Maybe for something a little closer..."

  Juana felt his hand move further up her thigh, 
  "Something this close?" he asked as he moved his hand 
  to the inside of her thigh.

  "Mmm, closer than that."

  "My car is parked outside.  Do you want to come with me?"

  "I don't know, maybe..."  She moved closer to him and 
  continued, "but it would be fun to do it someplace 
  inside this bar wouldn't it?"

  He laughed and said, "Yes, it would.  Are you offering?"

  Juana moved closer to him, and placed her hand on his 
  leg.  "Maybe, depends on what you're offering."

  "Let's go sit at a booth.  We can have a little more 
  privacy there." He held out his hand and Juana placed 
  her hand in his.

  She followed him to an empty booth in the back.  She 
  sat down first, moving all the way to the wall and 
  patted the seat next to her.  "Sit down handsome and 
  tell me what you want and what you have to offer."

  Sliding into the booth next to her, he answered, "I 
  want to see those beautiful tits."

  Smiling coquettishly at him, she glanced around and 
  noticed the men in the booth across from her staring. 
  She softly tugged down on her blouse, until it was just 
  above her areola.  "Like this?"

  "Beautiful."

  Juana pulled the blouse lower, and the tops of her dark 
  areola started to peek out.  Smiling at him, she pulled 
  the blouse back up and said, "Do you really want to see 
  them or are you just trying to flatter me?"

  "I really want to see them."

  "Then why don't you go ahead and pull up my blouse for 
  me.  That is if you really want to see them."

  The man slowly moved his hands to the bottom of her 
  blouse.  Putting a hand on each side, he slowly started 
  to pull it up.  When Juana didn't stop him, he pulled 
  it all the way up, exposing her breasts to him and the 
  men in the booth.

  Smiling at him, Juana told him, "Why don't you take a 
  closer look."

  He moved his head down, and his hand started to caress 
  the underside of her breast.  Juana looked across her 
  booth, and smiled at the men staring at her and licked 
  her lips.

  Pulling her blouse back down, she said, "Do you really 
  like them?"

  Sitting up the man answered, "They are perfect."

  "Let me see if you're lying or not."  She moved her 
  hand to his leg and slowly slid it up his thigh. 
  Squeezing his erection through his pants, she smiled at 
  him and continued, "You really do like 'em don't you? 
  But you seem to have a little problem.  All hard and 
  nobody to help you with your little..." Juana giggled 
  and continued, "I mean big problem."

  "Uh-huh." he answered with a soft moan.

  "I would be willing to help you with your problem." She 
  squeezed his cock again.  "But there has to be 
  something in it for me."

  "Anything."

  "And since I am in a little bit of a hurry, it would 
  have to be taken care of right here."

  "Uh-huh."

  Squeezing again she said, "Since you seem to be unable 
  to speak very well right now, maybe you can show me 
  what you have to offer."

  He reached into his pocket and pulled out a hundred 
  dollar bill and handed it to her.  Smiling at him, she 
  took the bill from his hand, and pulled her top back 
  up.  Looking across the booth, she smiled at the men 
  watching her and slid under the table.  Opening his 
  pants, she pulled out his hard cock and felt it twitch 
  as she ran her hand up and down the shaft.  Moving her 
  head closer, she softly kissed the head, then wrapped 
  her lips around it.  She pushed his cock a few inches 
  into her mouth, softly sucking on it.  Starting to move 
  faster, she felt him push into her.  She pulled his 
  cock out of her mouth as he started to come.  Closing 
  her eyes, she felt his cum spray her in the face. 
  Juana continued to pump his cock with her hand as she 
  heard him moan loudly.

  Feeling his cock start to soften, she moved back onto 
  the seat, the cum still on her face.  She smiled at the 
  men watching her and pressed her breasts together with 
  her arms.  She found a napkin on the table, licked her 
  lips, then cleaned the cum off of her face.

  She asked the man next to her,  "I have to get going. 
  What do you think? Was it worth it?"

  "Uh-huh." he managed to answer.

  She climbed over him, pausing when her breasts were in 
  his face.  Pulling up her top for him one last time, 
  she felt his lips lightly kiss her nipple.  She rubbed 
  her aroused pussy lightly against his cock.  Climbing 
  off of him, she adjusted her outfit and started to walk 
  out.

  Hearing the men who had been watching her show whistle 
  and clap at her as she walked by, she stopped and 
  turned toward them.  "Did you guys enjoy the show?"

  Juana then bent slightly over their booth, pulled up 
  her top and jiggled her breasts for them.  Pulling the 
  blouse back down, she turned and moved to the guy 
  closest to her.  Hiking up her skirt, she spread her 
  legs slightly, wiggling her bare butt for him.  She 
  felt his hand touch her bare skin, tracing a line with 
  his finger from her thigh to her wet pussy.   When his 
  hand reached her labia, she felt him start to push his 
  finger into her.  She moaned softly and pushed his 
  finger deeper into her pussy.

  Stopping herself, she adjusted her clothes and walked 
  away.  As she strutted through the bar, she could feel 
  the stares from the patrons of the bar focus on her. 
  Her skirt moved higher, and her breasts threatened to 
  bounce out of her top, but now enjoying the attention, 
  she let her clothes reveal whatever came into view.

  Stepping out into the bright sunlight she found the 
  limo.  Stepping in, she heard Kyle say.  "Not bad, less 
  than an hour.  That is if you actually did it."

  Smiling at him, Juana showed him the hundred dollar 
  bill and answered.  "I made even more than you thought 
  I would."

  Kyle looked at Juana and handed her the two thousand 
  dollars.  Her skirt had risen above her waist and he 
  could how sexually excited she was.  Her left breast 
  had bounced out from under the blouse exposing her bare 
  breast to him. She noticed his stare, and suddenly 
  Juana realized what she had just done and how she was 
  behaving.  Pulling her skirt down, she half crossed her 
  legs.  She adjusted her blouse, hiding her bosom from 
  his view, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

  "Can you take me back to the restaurant?  I really have 
  to get home."

  Kyle noticed her sudden change in altitude with a smile 
  and answered, "Sure, but don't you want to hear any 
  more of my proposals?"

  "I think I would rather just go home."

  "If that's what you want.  I'll take you back there 
  right now."  Kyle told the driver to return to the 
  restaurant over the intercom and continued talking to 
  Juana.  "I'll start this one at five hundred dollars."

  "No," she answered coldly.

  "You haven't even heard the proposition yet."

  "I don't want to hear it.  I can't believe that I 
  degraded myself for money."

  "I might be wrong, but it looked like you liked it. 
  The way you strutted out of the bar and showed off the 
  money you made.  But as I said, I might be wrong."

  She answered him with silence.

  "All that you have to do for the five hundred dollars 
  is go back into the restaurant and order some dinner 
  for us."

  "In this outfit.  No way."

  "Five hundred dollars is what, three paychecks for you."

  "No." she answered defiantly.

  "Six hundred."

  "No."

  Smiling, Kyle could tell that even though she was 
  acting defiant, she was ready to give in to her greed. 
  "Seven hundred."

  Juana paused for a second before answering, "No."

  "Eight hundred."  Kyle watched her look down at her 
  outfit and almost whisper her answer.  "No."

  "Nine hundred dollars, Juana."

  "All I have to do is walk in and order dinner for us?"

  "That's it.  Pretty easy money."

  "I can't.  Everybody knows me there."

  "A thousand dollars Juana.  Think about what you can do 
  with a thousand dollars."

  "Let me think about it."

  "You don't have much time.  We're almost there."

  Juana watched the familiar scenery pass as they 
  approached the restaurant.  The limousine pulled into a 
  space close to the door.  Kyle pulled out his wallet, 
  and theatrically counted out ten one hundred dollar 
  bills.

  "Are you going to get us dinner?"

  "I can't do it."

  Kyle sighed and said,  "It's your choice, you can go 
  home or you can get us dinner."

  She looked down at her outfit, the out the window at 
  the restaurant.  The restaurant was full and she could 
  see her boss working the drive-thru window.

  "I'll tell you what, Juana.  I'll make you a deal.  Go 
  get our dinner, act happy and give everybody a good 
  show, and I'll make it fifteen hundred dollars."

  Without answering, Juana opened the door and stepped 
  out of the limo.  Kyle watched her walk hesitantly to 
  the back of the limo.   She stopped suddenly, paused 
  for a second, glanced at her car, then at the 
  restaurant.  Taking one step toward her car, she 
  stopped again in mid stride, turned the other direction 
  and winked at him.

  Kyle could see her walk change every step.  Her hips 
  started to wiggle more, and she started to almost 
  bounce as she approached the door.

  * * *
  Juana walked into the restaurant, and remembered Kyle's 
  words, "Look happy." Smiling at a middle age man in 
  line before her, she watched his eyes move over her 
  body, pausing at the hem of the skirt and at her 
  breasts.  As he looked at her face, she smiled at him.

  She could feel everybody's eyes on her.  She could 
  almost hear their thoughts. Most of the women were 
  looking at her disapprovingly.  Most of the men were 
  leering at her.  As the line moved closer to the 
  counter, she looked at her co-workers and some of them 
  had stopped working to look at her.  Smiling at them, 
  she glanced at her boss, who had also stopped to stare 
  at her.

  "You have customers waiting, guys," she yelled out, and 
  they suddenly returned to work, occasionally stealing a 
  glimpse at her.

  Finally, she was ready to order.  Her boss walked over 
  to the counter, looked at her and said, "Nice outfit, 
  Juana."

  She smiled at him and answered, "Do you really like it, 
  Mr. Jansen?"

  "Um, yes I do.  What do you want to order?"

  "Let me have one double cheeseburger and a Coke, a 
  salad with French dressing and a milk."  She answered 
  as she leaned slightly over the counter. "I'm so tired 
  today, Mr. Jansen," she continued, raising her hands 
  over her head to stretch.  She could feel her blouse 
  move up, baring her breasts to him. Lowering her hands, 
  she pretended not to notice that her breasts were 
  uncovered, smiling as her boss stared at them.  His 
  eyes grew and his mouth opened in surprise.

  "Do you want tits with that?  I mean fries!...  Do you 
  want any fries?"

  "Fries, yeah, let me have a big, hot order of fries, 
  and don't forget the milk Mr. Jansen."

  "The milk?  Oh yeah, the milk."

  He turned and quickly got her food.  Carefully putting 
  it into a bag, he stared straight at her bare breasts. 
  Not taking his eyes off of her chest, he handed her the 
  order and stuttered a thank-you.

  She smiled at him and turned to walk out.  Just in 
  front of the door, she dropped the milk carton, turned 
  to her boss and said loudly, "I am such a klutz 
  sometimes."  Bending at the waist, she picked up the 
  milk carton, feeling her skirt rise.  Not bothering to 
  fix it, she walked out the door, returning to the limo 
  with her breasts still exposed and the hem of her skirt 
  nearly to her waist.

  She climbed into the limo, and as she got in she fixed 
  her skirt and pulled her blouse down, covering her 
  breasts.  "Was that happy enough?"

  "Very nice show, Juana.  Here's your cash."

  "Thank you."

  "You're welcome, Juana.  Now I want to buy back the 
  outfit you have on. One hundred dollars."

  She laughed at him and answered, "Only a hundred?"

  "Only one hundred.  I've already seen all of you."

  Giggling she replied, "Two hundred and we have a deal."

  Kyle handed her the money, and she pulled off her top 
  and handed it to him. Smiling at him, she pulled the 
  skirt off and tossed it to him.  "Do you like what you 
  see, Kyle?"

  "Very much.  Now tell me you aren't having fun."

  "I have to admit that I have had some fun today."

  "I can tell.  Spread your legs for me."

  "You aren't going to pay me?" she asked as she opened 
  her legs for him.

  "How much do you want?"

  "This is free."  She put her hands on the inside of her 
  thighs, pressing her breasts together.  Shaking her 
  breasts for him she said, "I am so horny."

  "Wait a second."  Kyle stepped out of the limo and 
  opened the trunk. He returned with a video camera and 
  told her, "Keep going."

  Watching him set the camera up she asked him, "You're 
  going to let other people see this tape?"

  "Some, but I keep them mostly for myself.  I show them 
  at parties sometimes and to other girls."  Kyle focused 
  the camera on Juana, "Play with your pussy Juana."

  Juana smiled at the camera and moved her hands between 
  her legs.  Slowly and softly she slid her finger along 
  her lips.  "I'm so hot, I need to be fucked now.  Fuck 
  me, Kyle, please."

  "Maybe later, but for now make yourself cum for the 
  camera."

  As she felt the car start to move, she opened her lips 
  with both hands, "C'mon Kyle.  You don't want to fuck 
  this?"

  "I want to watch you fuck yourself."

  Sliding a finger inside, she let out a soft moan. 
  Looking straight into the camera, she caressed herself, 
  "Wow, I am so horny."  Starting to breathe faster, she 
  started to rub her clitoris with her other hand.  Juana 
  arched her back and closed her eyes.  Her fingers moved 
  faster and faster.  Pulling her finger out of her 
  pussy, she concentrated on rubbing her clitoris. 
  Moving her finger in a tight circle, she could feel her 
  orgasm begin.  Opening her eyes, she looked at the 
  camera.  Loudly she began to moan, "Mmmmmm. Oooohhh."

  Pushing her hips into the air, she pressed against her 
  own hand and her cries of ecstasy grew louder.  With a 
  final moan, she moved her hand from between her legs 
  and collapsed into the seat.

  Kyle continued recording Juana as she came down from 
  her orgasm.  "Are you ready for my next proposition, 
  Juana?"

  Her desires satisfied for the moment, Juana tried to 
  cover her naked body and answered.  "Can I put some 
  clothes on first?"

  "We'll see."

  "At least can you put down the camera?"

  "Not right now.  I wanna get all of this on tape.  Are 
  you ready for the next proposition."

  "I guess..."

  "I'll start this at five hundred dollars.  We're on our 
  way to another bar..."

  "I'm not going to prostitute myself again Kyle."

  "Don't worry, this one's different.  This time I'm 
  going to give you some extra cash, and you will be the 
  one paying somebody to..."

  "I'm not gonna pay some guy to fuck me!"

  "Patience Juana, patience.  Let me finish.  Like I was 
  saying, you will be the one paying somebody.  But 
  there's a twist."

  "No."

  "You haven't even let me finish.  The twist is that you 
  have to pay this stranger to come back to the limo with 
  you, and let me videotape the two of you together."

  "No," Juana answered quickly.

  "I didn't finish yet.  You have to come back with 
  another woman; not a man, but a girl."

  "No way Kyle, I'm not a lesbian or anything like that."

  "Let me show you something."  Kyle opened the video 
  cabinet, pulled out a tape and pushed it into the VCR. 
  "I found these two girls at a junior college. They were 
  walking out of the building together and they looked so 
  good together that I gave them five thousand each to 
  let me make a tape of them together. They had never 
  done anything like it before either, but I've talked to 
  them a few times since.  They told me that they liked 
  it so much that they moved in together.  Who knows, 
  Juana, maybe you'll like it too."

  "I don't think so, Kyle."

  "We'll be at the bar in about half an hour.  Watch the 
  tape, and then we'll talk."

  Juana looked at the television and saw two girls, about 
  the same age as her, one blonde and the other brunette. 
  They were sitting in the limo, listening to Kyle.

  The two girls on the tape laughed, then their mouths 
  touched.  At first the kisses were just pecks between 
  giggles, but soon the kisses started to get longer and 
  more passionate.  The brunette slowly started to move 
  her hand toward the blonde's breast, and as she opened 
  her mouth to let the blonde's tongue into her mouth she 
  started to caress the other girls breast.  The blonde 
  fell back onto the seat, pulling the other girl on top 
  of her.  The brunette's hand pulled the blonde's blouse 
  up, and she slid her hand under her bra and started to 
  caress her bare breast.

  In what seemed an instant, the two girls were naked and 
  running their hands over each other's bare body.  The 
  blonde was now on top, and she gently moved her mouth 
  down the brunette's body.  She took a nipple into her 
  mouth and as she looked up at the other girl, she 
  softly nibbled it making the  brunette softly moan. 
  The blonde laughed softly, and kissed her way down the 
  brunette's body.

  She shyly kissed the brunette's pussy, slowly running 
  her tongue along the lips.  The camera focused on the 
  brunette's face.  The pleasure that the girl was 
  feeling was obvious.   Her eyes were closed and she 
  moaned louder.  The camera moved down, and Juana could 
  see that the brunette was holding the blonde's mouth 
  against her clit.  The camera zoomed out, and now Juana 
  watched as the brunette started to orgasm.  Her cries 
  of ecstasy filled the limo as Kyle turned the volume 
  louder.  The brunette was now lifting herself into the 
  air, and the blonde was doing her best to stay with the 
  brunette's frantic movements.

  Suddenly, the brunette pushed the blonde away from her 
  and started to laugh as she said, "Stop!  That's 
  enough."  The blonde tried to continue, but the other 
  girl covered herself with her hand and wouldn't let 
  her.

  Juana heard Kyle's recorded voice, "Now it's your turn 
  Jamie to make Karen come."

  The brunette looked into the camera with a smile, and 
  as the girls changed positions, the screen went blank.

  "We're at the bar, Juana."

  Juana quickly blinked, trying to focus on Kyle instead 
  of what she had seen on the tape.  "What, Kyle?"

  "We're here.  Five hundred dollars to go inside and 
  bring another girl back with you."

  "No, Kyle, I can't."

  "I bet you'll like it.  Let me change the offer a 
  little.  We'll make it two thousand dollars, but 
  whatever you have to pay your partner comes out of 
  that."

  "No, Kyle."  Juana answered trying to sound convincing.

  "OK, maybe you're right.  Two thousand isn't enough, 
  you might end up with nothing.  Five thousand."

  "Five thousand dollars?"

  "You have to pay the other girl, though."

  "Do I have to wear that outfit?"  Juana asked pointing 
  at the tiny blouse and skirt.

  "No.  I want you to look more approachable.  I have 
  another outfit for you. It's not quite as revealing.  I 
  want you to be able to talk to some girls, not fight 
  off every man in the club."

  Juana softly bit her lip and answered, "No, Kyle.  Not 
  with another woman. I'll go in there and bring back a guy."

  "It has to be a woman, Juana.  I like you, so I'll make 
  it six thousand."

  "Let me see the other outfit first."

  Kyle opened the door and walked to the trunk. 
  Returning with another bag he handed it to her.

  Juana opened it, pulling out a tight pair of jeans and 
  another tank top, but this one would actually cover 
  her.

  "But I have no clue how to do this.  I've never tried 
  to pick up a girl before. So how am I supposed to find 
  a girl to come with me?"

  "It's not that hard, and you will have the cash to help 
  you."

  "I don't know.  I don't think I can do it, but I'll 
  try.  Six thousand right?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "What happens if I try but can't find a partner." 
  Juana asked as she slipped the jeans over her thighs.

  "Then you get nothing."

  Pulling the top over her head she smiled at him and 
  said, "I'll try, but I don't think I'll be able to do it."

  "Confidence, Juana.  You need to think positively.  Be 
  back here in less than two hours."

  Juana opened the door, and for the first time noticed 
  that the sun had set. "What time is it?"

  "It's eight, you have until ten."  Kyle answered as he 
  stepped out with her.

  "I thought you were going to wait here for me."

  "Two hours is a long time to wait.  I'll go in after 
  you and you won't even know that I'm there.  When I see 
  you leave, I'll be sure to get back here before you 
  do."

  Juana walked into the bar.  Finding an empty stool, she 
  sat and looked around. The bar was half full, and some 
  couples were dancing to the retro music that blared 
  from the speakers.  The bartender approached her and 
  said, "That guy over there wants to buy you a drink."

  Juana looked at the guy, middle aged and already half drunk.

  She leaned forward and whispered her reply, "Tell him 
  that I told him to go fuck himself."

  The bartender laughed and Juana continued, "If any 
  other guy offers to buy me a drink, give them the same 
  answer for me, okay?"

  "How about if a woman wants to?"

  "Then you can tell me about it.  I'm Juana, by the 
  way," she replied with a warm smile.

  "Nice to meet you, Juana.  I'm Randy.  What are you 
  drinking."

  "Rum and Cokes," she answered.

  She watched the bartender approach the middle-aged guy 
  and whisper something to him.  The guy looked at her 
  with a frown and Juana laughed.  The bartender walked 
  to the other end of the bar, and whispered something to 
  a woman dressed in an expensive business suit.  She 
  laughed and looked at Juana.

  The woman walked around the bar and approached Juana. 
  "Hi, my name's Laura."

  "Hi, Laura.  I'm Juana," she answered with a coquettish smile.

  "Randy tells me that you aren't looking for any guys 
  tonight.  Is that true?"

  Juana continued to smile and said, "It's true."  Out of 
  the corner of her eye, Juana saw Kyle waving his arms. 
  "Excuse me, I'll be right back."

  "I'll be right here waiting for you."  Laura answered 
  with a smile.

  Juana walked past Kyle and continued toward the 
  bathrooms.  Kyle quickly caught up to her.

  "What's the matter, Kyle?"

  "Not her, she's too old."

  "Sorry," she answered sarcastically.  "You didn't give 
  me any specifications."

  "Well, I am now, not her, she's too old.  Look for 
  somebody younger and more attractive,."  Kyle answered.

  "You think this is easy?  I've never done this before. 
  How am I going to show her that I'm not interested?"

  "You'll think of something," Kyle answered with a wink 
  as he left her alone in the hall.

  Returning to her stool, Juana sat and heard Laura ask, 
  "So can I buy you a drink?"

  "Sorry, not tonight.  Maybe next time."

  Laura gave her a confused look and walked away.

  Spending the next hour and a half trying to pick up 
  another woman, Juana looked at the clock and realized 
  that she had run out of time.  She looked across to 
  Kyle, shrugged her shoulders and frowned.

  Kyle walked around to her and said, "You tried."

  "I really did, but nobody was interested.  I had a 
  couple of "maybes" but as soon as I started talking 
  about going to a limo so you could watch, they got 
  turned off.  I tried offering them money, I even 
  offered one girl five thousand, but she wouldn't do it. 
  That brunette over in the corner said she would do it 
  if you just watched and didn't videotape us."

  "I guess you just had bad luck on this one.  But I'll 
  make you a deal.  If you can somehow get behind the bar 
  and convince one of the bartenders to let you give him 
  a blowjob right there, then you can earn your money."

  "In front of everybody?"

  "Yes.  Well, not in front of everybody, just the people 
  by the bar."

  "Do I have to take anything off."

  "Show your tits and let him come all over them."

  "But this place is packed.  I don't think that we can 
  do this."

  "You can try."

  "Six thousand dollars?"

  "Yes.  Six thousand."

  "I'll try."  Juana answered.  She got the Randy's 
  attention and winked at him as he approached her.

  "Another rum and Coke?

  "Actually, I would rather have something else."

  "Name it, I can make it."

  Juana leaned toward the him, and whispered into his 
  ear, "I want to suck your cock, Randy."

  "Whoa.  I thought you weren't interested in any guys."

  "I'm not interested in any guy. Randy. I want to suck 
  your cock right now."

  "I have a break in five minutes."

  "I'll be waiting for you," she replied, licking her 
  lips.  Juana looked over at Kyle and winked with a 
  smile.  She drank her rum and Coke slowly, and soon 
  Randy returned.

  "We can go in the back."

  "Right here.  I want to make you come right here."

  "In front of everybody?"

  "Behind the bar."  Juana hopped over the bar and landed 
  on the other side. She brought her lips to his and 
  passionately kissed him, running her hand down his 
  body, softly caressing his butt.  Letting her hand 
  slide between his legs, she felt his hard cock through 
  his pants and broke the kiss.

  Taking a look around, she saw the people around the bar 
  watching them. Breaking the kiss, she winked at Randy 
  with a sly grin on her face, pulled the straps of her 
  top off of her shoulders and pulled the tank top to her 
  stomach, baring her breasts to Randy and whoever was 
  watching.  Slowly kissing her way down his shirt, she 
  knelt in front of the startled bartender and unzipped 
  his pants.  Reaching her hand inside, she opened the 
  front of his boxers and pulled out his cock.  Grabbing 
  it with one hand, she looked up at him as she ran her 
  tongue along the head.

  Slowly, she put her lips around his cock and slowly let 
  it slide into her mouth.  With her eyes open, she 
  looked at her audience as she bobbed her head back and 
  forth.  She looked up at Randy and saw that his eyes 
  were closed and an expression of ecstasy was on his 
  face.  She felt him slowly start to rock back and 
  forth, and she let him fuck her mouth, softly sucking 
  on his cock as it went in and out of her.

  He started to move faster, and using all of her 
  coordination, she kept up with him, not letting too 
  much of his cock into his throat, but not letting it 
  fall out of her mouth.  Soon, she felt his thrusts 
  start to get more erratic, and she pulled his cock out 
  of her mouth and pumped it with her hand.

  With a soft groan, Randy pushed into Juana's hand and 
  started to orgasm. Moving her hand as fast as she 
  could, she felt his cum spray onto her chest, some of 
  it splashing onto her face, not stopping until he put 
  his hand onto hers and pulled his cock away from her.

  Juana looked around the bar and saw everybody stare at 
  her.  Soon one of the guys started to clap, and as more 
  people joined in, the applause was joined by whistles 
  and yells.  Standing up, her blouse still at her 
  stomach, she licked her lips and bowed.  As the 
  applause grew louder still, she hopped over the bar and 
  walked outside, the bartender's cum still on her 
  exposed skin.

  Once outside, she turned to see some of the crowd 
  following her, "Show's over guys," she said as she 
  pulled her top up.

  The small crowd that followed her broke into applause 
  again, and with a smile Juana stood and pulled her top 
  up, again exposing her breasts to the crowd and 
  curtsied.  Waving her hands to them she adjusted her 
  top and waited for Kyle.

  As the crowd realized that the show really was over, 
  they slowly drifted back into the bar and Kyle soon 
  joined her.  Walking back to the limo in silence, Kyle 
  opened the door for her, and as she sat inside the 
  limo, Juana started to quickly strip off her top.

  "What are you doing Juana?"

  "I'm taking off my clothes so you can fuck me, Kyle." 
  "I haven't even..."

  "Shut up, Kyle.  If you don't fuck me now I'm gonna 
  rape you."

  Peeling off her jeans, she opened her legs and started 
  to wildly rub her clit. "C'mon, Kyle."

  When he hesitated for a second.  Juana threw herself at 
  him and started to rub his cock through his pants. 
  Pulling his pants down, she freed his hard cock and 
  started to lick it.  Pushing him down, she sat on top 
  of him and pushed her pussy onto his cock.  "You're 
  gonna fuck me now if you're ready or not."

  As Juana let herself down onto him, she felt his cock 
  slide into her.  Rubbing her clit as she bounced up and 
  down, she told him, "I've wanted a cock inside of me 
  since I left the restaurant topless and all I've been 
  able to do is tease.  Yes, I'm a slut, Kyle.  Fuck me, 
  Kyle, fuck me."

  Juana pushed his cock so it was completely inside her, 
  and she started to rock back and forth, feeling his 
  cock tease her clit.  "Ohhhh.  Your cock feels so good, 
  Kyle. Mmmmm."

  Juana sat back up and moved her hand onto her clit. 
  Bouncing on him, she furiously rubbed her clit and 
  moaned uncontrollably as her orgasm started. Arching 
  her back, her orgasm overtook her and she erratically 
  continued her bouncing.

  Collapsing on top of him, she pressed her lips to his 
  and rolled so he was laying on top of her.  "Fuck me, 
  Kyle, fuck me, fuck me!" she screamed at him.

  Kyle pumped into her as fast as he could as Juana's 
  screams of ecstasy were filling the limo.

  "Harder Kyle, fuck me harder.  Faster Kyle, ohhhhh, 
  fuck me faster and harder Kyle.   Ohhh, yes, yeeesss, 
  yeeeessssss."

  Kyle felt himself start to lose control, and with a 
  final push, he felt his orgasm release, and his cum 
  filled Juana as she continued to scream.

  "More, Kyle!  Fuck me more, Kyle.  I need more!" she 
  pleaded.

  "Give me a couple of minutes," he answered.

  Pushing him off of her, she rubbed her clit and her 
  orgasm continued.  Finally, with a final moan, her 
  orgasm crescendoed and she fell back onto the seat. 
  Closing her eyes, she gently rubbed her labia.

  Satiated, she looked at Kyle and smiled.  "Sorry.  I 
  needed to do that."

  Kyle laughed softly and said.  "Sorry?  For what?  I 
  have one more proposition for you, Juana."

  "What's that, Kyle?"

  "Do you want a job?  I bet I can pay you more than the 
  burger joint and you'll have a good time and make lots 
  of new friends."

  "I'll think about it.  Just take me to my car please."

  Laughing, Kyle answered, "We'll see, Juana, We'll see."

  End

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