1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    john, and he stopped to talk to her. That must be the code phrase. I guessed I should try it too. I also noticed that the girls only walked the street enough so as not to be picked up for loitering. The johns were left to come to them. The doorway in front of the beauty supplies store next to &#034The Gilded G****&#034 was vacant, so I settled in there to wait for someone to notice me. I soon knew why most of the street girls smoked. It was boring just standing there, and I wished I had a cigarette just for something to do. Then I saw a guy looking at me. He was tall, and well built with curly black hair that made him look very Italian. His face was rugged and handsome. He walked by the doorway very close to me, and gave me a look as he passed. A few steps later, he stopped, turned, and came back again. As he passed me this time, I said, &#034Do you want a date?&#034 He stopped, and looked me over. &#034What?&#034 he asked. I said, &#034Do you want a date?&#034 &#034What sort of date?&#034 he asked. I was not sure what was going on, so I said, &#034Would you like to go to the hotel with me? It'll only cost you twenty-five for me, and ten for the room.&#034 He looked very seriously at me, and said, &#034You are asking me to pay you twenty-five dollars, so that we can go to the hotel where you will have sex with me. Is that correct?&#034 I did not understand why he was asking me that way, but I replied, &#034Yes,&#034 and waited for his response. His response was to reach into ...
    his pocket, and pull out his wallet. This flipped open, so that he could hold up his policeman's badge! I wanted to run, but my feet were riveted to the pavement. &#034You have solicited me for the purpose of prostitution,&#034 he said in a cop's monotone voice. &#034I therefore place you under arrest in the name of the City of New York.&#034 He took one of my wrists, and pulled it behind me. I heard the click of his handcuffs as they snapped around that wrist, and then the same on my other wrist. With my arms handcuffed behind me, he walked me to the north side of 46th Street where a police van waited. I soon joined four other prostitutes inside. The shove my life had needed had come. I was arrested! I could not believe what had just happened. The van was dark inside, but I could make out the faces of my companions enough to know that I had never seen them in &#034The Gilded G****&#034 before. They must all have been real-girls. The van smelled like a urinal that someone had been trying to disinfect, and the seats were just plain wooden boards. Two of the girls were talking about how they were going to be out of jail as soon as they called their pimp, and swapping stories about the johns that had fucked them that night. A tall blonde with huge breasts sat in silence in one corner, and seemed almost to be napping. The fourth girl was bent over, and sobbing piteously. I just sat in disbelief staring at them. We all had our hands handcuffed behind us. Twenty minutes later the ...
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