((Well, it isn't as good as the first version that was lost cause my mouse is stupid >.< - stupid thing enjoys moving my browser back a page every now and then, despite not being anywhere near the back button - but at least it's there<img alt=":p" class="mceSmilieSprite mceSmilie7" src="styles/default/xenforo/clear.png" title="Stick Out Tongue    :p"/>))<br/><br/>Cassy walked down the hallway, lost in a world of her own self pity. Finally, after months - that had felt like years - of not being able to afford it, she'd collected enough money to buy herself a working girl for the night. She'd been looking forward to it the whole way here. And then she never showed up. She'd considered simply watching others go at it through one of the many holes in the wall, but all that did was remind her of what she could have been doing had the girl she'd ordered showed up. It was a bad habit, she knew, spending all the money she made on working girls, but she couldn't help it. When she thought of the things she could do or have done to her, all thought of spending money on the things she needed went out the window. The taste of a woman's dick in her mouth, her delicious cum plastered all over her tongue and throat, or being taken from behind by her... thinking about all the possible things she could have done, or had done to her had her straining against the tight leather pants she wore. Oh how she wished that girl had've turned up.<br/><br/>That was when she heard them. The distinct sound of feminine voices, muffled by the door she now stood in front of, raised in pleasure. A barrage of images raced through her mind, forming a picture of what she very well hoped was going on behind that door. Lost in these lustful thoughts, she didn't realise she was reaching for the door until her hand was turning the handle, and by this time it was too late for her to stop herself from slipping inside and closing the door behind her. What she saw stopped her in her tracks. She didn't even notice the comatose woman on the bed. Instead, her entire attention was captured by the three on the floor. She stood stock still as she watched them, her arousal clear from the way her tight pants clung to her "addition." She hadn't the sense to move. All she could do was stand and stare at them with blue eyes darkened by lust.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>