To Pay Her

In a trance she walked out of the buildling and stumbled down the street, feeling her and his juices mixing and sliding against her in her panties.

After a couple blocks she regains a little more awareness of her surroundings, her mind pushing through the fog from the events of her session. She had been hearing some normal-like street noises, cars, swishing bike messengers, people out and about, people talking.

She rubs her arms together, shivering slightly, a slight mix of arousal and shame showing on her face.

*mutter mutter slut .. mutter thought ... good part of town . . mutter . . look at her . . *

She giggles to herself a little, wondering who they might be talking about, even while cum and sperm slide down her legs as she walked along. Suddenly she hears the loud beeping of a horn from a car next to her, she doesn't know how long it had been there before scaring her like that with the sound.

She smiles and looks over to see what might be going on. Oh! It's that guy, that ugly powerful one. She giggles to herself again, feeling herself acting a little off, a little different than normal. Tries to remember if that guy gave her anything while they were together.

"Yo! Slut! I've got a lot to do, stop gazing around like a dumb cow and look at me already. Fucking tiny little, will you . . right, here," the man flung a twenty at her, she watches it as it slides through the air to land near her before seeing the wind begin to push it down the sideway. "you forgot your money, slut," With that the big ugly dude reved his car and, right before he roared off, spits out "be near your phone, you'll learn of the next step in your 'career'." He glares a little at her, "I mean it, have your phone on you and answer it, or we'll move on to the next slut."

*did, what, is she a hooker, what*

The mutterings of those around her become louder, batter her. She squeaks a little as she sees that her twenty was already half a block away from her and about to blow into the street. She chases after it, her breasts bouncing as she darts down the street.