The man laughed and reached up to play with her small, firm dangling breasts. He would visit her now and then once a week for eleven more times. Twelve trips to her knees. The thought that on Tuesday, this man would see her close up did nothing but make her squirm. Denise moved away from the window and walked into the tiny bedroom where she slipped the t-shirt off over her head and pulled the lightweight cotton pajama pants down to her ankles before stepping out of them. Wordlessly, he removed his tie, then unbuttoned his shirt before pulling it off, his back still towards her before tugging his t-shirt over his head. A very adult child. It was just the way she liked it when she gave head. She swallowed once, then again and finally a third time as his pearly semen continued to drain from her cheeks and into the floor of her tired mouth. For the next couple of hours she fussed around the apartment, lost in thought and anxious for a change in
