There I was standing on my usual corner.. it was a slow night when up comes this black Porsche , vanity tag in front said " NASDAQ" .... he must be lost I say to myself as I walk towards the car.
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| He said he was in town from New York was looking for the Marriot downtown .. must have taken the wrong ext. |
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| " well sugar, you are far from the Marriott " i said as I sat in the car.. the feel of the leather was so soft .. |
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| eyeing his watch..his cuff links.. his shoes... I lean over and whisper " well since you are here .. " as I took his cock from those tailor made pants.. |
I showed him what us Downtown Atlanta Southern ladies of the night is made of... stepped out his car.. collected my money.. As I started to walk away I heard ... " hey Pretty Girl... I want to see you next time I'm in town . What's your name ??" I kept walking barely slowing down.. " you can call me Vivian "
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