Ginger said, “So I get fucked for a couple of weeks and all I get is a plane ride home.”
I asked, “So how many times have you been fucked in the last couple of weeks?”
Ginger replied, “I don’t know. I asked, “What’s your name doll, your age, and where did you come from?”
She replied, “My name is Ginger McCormick, I’m eighteen, and I live in L.A.”
I asked, “Do you have any identification on you?”
She said, “In my back pocket.”
I reached around into her back pocket and found her California Driver’s License. Blowjob sex I went into the office with the madam to review the books. She said that she wouldn’t use it. I asked her, “How did you like it when your fucking boyfriend sold you to me for a fix, a fucking twenty-five dollar fix.”
Ginger was not impressed. At the end of a full month I wanted her back. I walked her toward the back of the store turning out the lights as I went.
