1. A New Day, A New You part 15


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Blowjob, Male/Female, Romance, Violence, Author: P.O.I., Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

    someone else will sponsor you now that Raul has no claim,” he asks moving to the car. I say car but it’s a limousine and the Native is the driver, at some point when we were talking he must have left to get it. I watch the whistling man get inside but the door is open and expecting, I figure what the hell and hop inside. This whole time we’ve been talking I’ve been in jean shorts and no shirt with tape on my hands, I have no other clothes since they were with Raul in his car and to get anything I value I’d have to go back to Raul to pick it up. I actually had a few things there that I valued but guess that’s gone now. I look to the other people in the back of the limo, the black man is there but he’s sitting next to an attractive Asian woman. She’s petite built in a simple white dress with green highlights in her hair and I realize that I’m staring at her. I hear the black man chuckle as she looks up from the phone in her hand and I look away. A duffle bag is placed in front of me from the black man and he smiles. “I grabbed what I could that you might want and a couple changes of clothes,” he tells me with a smile and a nod. “Thanks,” I reply confused. I check the bag to see some of my clothes, my stash of money and a few pictures of my family. Those I would miss the most, I don’t miss them currently but the memory of things when they were good is why I keep the pictures. I pull a shirt on and the whistling man hands me a towel to wipe my down with. “So here’s the deal, I’m ...
    looking to recruit someone of talent to my organization. We’re still growing but I believe that with the right people in the right places we can change lives. Now you’re raw but you have a few things going for you. Now you can walk away if you want but what I’m promising is a chance to be better than you are now,” the whistling man tells me and I think before speaking. “I’m pretty good now,” I reply with a smirk. “Yes but you’re not as good as you could be. Pretty good might just be your plateau in life but I don’t think so. But it’s your call,” he says as we ride down the road. I think about it, expensive suits yes but there is an edge here. The whistling man has it; his people have it but what about me. Always been pretty and I can hold my own but he took down Raul who I’ve never seen actually fight before without dirtying his shoes. When we stop I discover we’re at an airport and everyone but me exits the limo and I think for a moment before grabbing my bag and following them. It takes me a second to find the whistling man and his people as they head in and go through the airport check in. The woman speaks for the group and after looking to see me there adds me to their list. On a plane in business class, it’s not economy so I can’t really complain as we head to Washington State. Off the plane and my baggage retrieved along with the rest of the group only to watch as they split up into two groups with me following the whistling man and the Asian girl to a four door sedan ...
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