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While driving home from dinner one night I thought, why not cruise the Hooker Highway for a little sensory enjoyment. I like to see the various tarts out strutting their stuff on a hot night. Leering at them and making them think I might be their next john. Just a little game I like to play now and then. I was almost at the end of my cruise when I saw her. She was almost angelic in her looks, but I could see the toll the drugs and street life had begun to take on this little girl. She was petite, about 5'3" with long, blond, curly hair. She didn't appear to be wearing a bra, but there wasn't too much there to hold up anyway. Probably a B cup at best. She did have a little bit of sparkle left in her green eyes that I could see as I pulled to the curb. I couldn't help myself. I unlocked the door and she got in without saying more than Hi. I pulled away quickly, being very nervous about the possibility of being seen or worse yet, caught in the act of soliciting or something. As I drove she asked what I wanted. I stammered a bit as I hadn't thought about what I wanted, I wanted her. So, I told her that. "I want you." "Well, that's pretty fuckin' obvious, Pops. Now that you have me in the car what do you want from me?" "How about we start with a little respect, young lady." "I may be young, but I obviously ain't no lady. Do you want something or not. If not, just take me back and no hard feelings, OK?" To string her along a little longer I said, "There's not much room in my little car here. Can I take you somewhere or is that against the rules?" She Yeşilköy escort bayan said. "If you're payin', I'm stayin', pops. I have a place we can go, it's back that way, pointing to where we came from." Not wanting to go back that way or get myself set up for a mugging, I continued on toward my house. I asked if she minded coming to my place. She said, "That'll cost ya, Pops." I said, "Oh, yeah...?" "Yeah, three hundred plus a taxi in the morning." She then rubbed her nose in an upward motion with the heel of her hand while sniffling whatever didn't end up on her hand. I pulled out a kleenex and handed it to her and said, "Please, use this, sweetie." "Thanks, Pops, " and she blew her nose as hard as she could and very noisily. I said, "And quit calling me Pops. If you must, just call me Daddy, but not Pops." "OK, Daddy, whatever blows your skirt up. Where we goin'?" "To my house, baby." "Then what?" "I haven't decided yet, baby. Let Daddy get to know you a little first, OK?" "It's your dime Po...er..Daddy." "That's much better Princess. Do you like calling me Daddy?" "It's OK, you certainly ain't the first." As we drove along I started asking her about how she came to be on the street. "Well, I certainly didn't start out to be here. I got to doin' drugs and fell in with some smooth talkin' asshole that lured me into a big drug party and the next morning told me I owed him for the drugs and how was I gonna pay for them. That was the beginning of the end and here I am." "Would you like to get out of Escort Yeşilyurt this?" "What, hookin'? Hell yeah, but I got no where to go. He gets all my money and I get a place to live, if that's what ya wanna call it. I get enough rocks to keep me comin' back for more and that's my life." "How long have you been doing this, baby?" "'Bout three months now, I guess. I fucked up real good. I damn sure wouldn't have never put my lips on no crack pipe if I knew I'd be doin' this shit. I can't get away from him though, I got no where to go, like I said." We pulled into the driveway about that time. I had her get out and I put the top up on my little car. We went into the house and she said, "I need a drink Po...Daddy, got any liquor?" I said, "Are you old enough to drink, little one?" "Forget that shit, " she said, "got any? And I'm almost nineteen." "You may have a soda or a bottle of water, I have no liquor for little girls." She plopped down on the couch and crossed her arms with a big pout on her face and said, "How 'bout a beer 'Daddy?'" She said this with emphasis on the Daddy. "Nope. Soda or water, what'll it be?" "Gimme a Coke,? she said. ?Not when you ask like that,? I said. ?Gimme a Coke, 'Daddy.'" she said, again with the disdain on the Daddy part. "Looks like we're going to have to teach you some manners, little girl." "Hey, I ain't into no weird shit, man. I don't mind a little slap on the ass while you're fuckin' me, but I ain't into no punishment shit." "All I wanted was for you to say please, baby, Zeytinburnu escort that's all. Don't get all huffy." I retrieved a soda and opened it for her. "Thank you, Daddy, " she said in a contrite way. "You can stop that mocking tone, too, little one." She guzzled down some soda, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and said "Ahhh, thank you, Daddy, " and then proceeded to belch out loud. "What do you say?, " I said. "Good shit." I said, "I can see this is going to be a long night." "'Scuse me, " she finally said slightly mockingly. Hey, you got my money, gotta get that up front, three hundred and that don't include no kinky shit, you want kinky, that's more." I reached in my pocket and peeled of three one hundred dollar bills and threw them on the table. I looked at her and said, "I'd like you to bathe first, come here and I'll show you where the shower is." I walked her to the bathroom and set her up with a towel and washcloth. I stood there waiting for her to begin. Finally she got the idea and began to strip off her skimpy, knit cotton dress after slipping out of her platform heels. There before me stood a skinny, slightly bruised, little waif that looked much younger than the 18 year old she told me she was. I was right, she had somewhere between an A and B cup with rather large nipples on aureoles the size of silver dollars. After giving her the long once over, to the point of her showing self consciousness, I said, "And wash your hair, too." That would be only the hair on her head as she was shaven below. "And shave your legs while you're at it, and anything else that isn't smooth." I dug out a disposable razor and handed it to her, turned and left her to her task. I heard the water come on and I went to prepare for her. I went to another bathroom and got out the enema bag and filled it with warm water and hung it on the shower rod.