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 fucking down like 30 beer bottles or some shit. 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 fucking 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 fucking eyes widened even more, if possible. “24...I’m 24” she stated. “Fuck 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 fucking story and come to think about it I didn’t fucking care to. Plus, why the fuck would a murderer tell the cops about a 16 year old prostitute? I’d get my ass 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 bitch. Almost. “I’ll be gentle okay? I promise” I wanted sex, she nodded. Seems the bitch 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 motherfucker 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 fucking 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 fucker 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.