Her voice cracked slightly as she spoke. She was ashamed. She didn't think she was going to cut it. Her innocence ran deeper than Crystal's. I smiled at her and ran my hands over her ass cheeks. They were firm. She must have put endless hours in at the gym. I cupped the improbable bubble of her cheeks. And I gave her a spank. She yelped, but I smothered it with a kiss. She loved kissing, and I could feel how deeply she loved romance.

"The most important part of being a whore," I said, "is doing whatever your client wants."

We kept kissing, but I spanked her again.

"And...