you're all lovely. annd gee's a creep=] with a change of heart?? Chapter Nine. The ground below my feet felt uneven as the hooker and I made our way to my room. I fumbled with the key a bit, laughing at my own stupidity but finally got the key in, turning. “This is it” I said with a smile. When you drink as much as I do, being drunk doesn’t last too long, unless you f**king down like 30 beer bottles or some poop. She looked up at me and smiled shyly, the dim light making her look beautiful, like the most beautiful filthy sl*t I’ve ever seen. I shut the door, and she sighed shakily, heavily. “What’s the matter?” I asked her, her eyes that were lowered looked up instantly into mine. And I realized, she wasn’t your average f**king 26 year-old dick sucker…she looked younger, much younger. She smiled weakly, the tears in her eyes looked as if they might brim over. “Hey…how old are you?” I asked her. Her f**king eyes widened even more, if possible. “24...I’m 24” she stated. “f**k that, no you’re not…how old are you?” I asked, softening my voice to sound more comforting than intimidating. “Oh God” she cried “Please, don’t tell…tell anyone….I…I’m 16, okay…but I swear I’ll do whatever you want me too, don’t tell the police” she pleaded, I didn’t know her f**king story and come to think about it I didn’t f**king care to. Plus, why the f**k would a murderer tell the cops about a 16 year old prostitute? I’d get my butt arrested too, maybe life for me. “Hey…hey don’t worry” I said, placing a comforting hand on her cheek causing her to wipe away the tears…of fear? “Did…you ever do it with anyone before…like are you new?” I asked her awkwardly. She nodded “A few guys”. I almost felt bad for the unfortunate witch. Almost. “I’ll be gentle okay? I promise” I wanted sex, she nodded. Seems the witch trusted me. When you’re in a situation like that its easy for people to lie to you and easier for you to believe them. Only a heartless motherf**ker would take advantage of a beautiful, damaged flower like her. Heartless. “Are you ready, then?” I asked her, our faces only inches apart. “Mhmm” she responded, the tears gone…and the uncertainty farther gone. I took in her features first, ratty dirty blonde hair, knots and tangles. Big eyes, the size of the f**king moon, a golden brown color. And lips…oh those lips. I placed my hand gently on her neck and she smiled, she wanted it now. From a nice understanding f**ker like myself. Oh she wanted it. I brought my lips to the sl*t’s carefully. I let my tongue trail over her soft bottom lip, causing her to instantly part those gorgeous lips and let my tongue inside.