From The Corner to the Commode
This isn’t the way you expected your day to go. You were just going out for a ride. Sure you were. And you saw this chick standing on the sidewalk. White chick. Looked like she could be a college student, except for one thing: She was dressed like a hooker. And had big tits. That’s what got your attention. That and the look on her face that said, “You can have me for a price.” So you head off to the ATM. Take out some money. Driving back and hope she’s still here. She is. You negotiate, and she hops in. Her name is Whitney, and you tell her, “I don’t have time to go to a motel,” to which she responds, “That’s okay. We can sneak into the men’s room in this building.” You’ve never done that kind of thing before, but you’re not about to ask questions, not when your cock is begging for relief. Which Whitney, your street hooker, is happy to give.
