Hometown Prostitutes

My wife and I were happily married for 8 years. Well at least I thought we were. We got married when she was 19, and I was 34. We tried for couple years to have children. With no luck, tried to adopt, but we didn't qualify. Because I had a criminal record for having sex with a minor, and did 12 years in prison. Well my wonderful wife came to one day and told me she was pregnant. Only problem was that for some reason my wife had grown cold and distant lately, and we hadn't had sex in about a year. To add more fuel to the fire, she said she was leaving me for the babies daddy, and had already filed for divorce. I didn't contest the divorce, so it was all final in about 10 months.
I kinda slipped into a bottle for about a year, but with the help of a great sister, I got my act back together, and my life strengthen out. Got a decent job, and some cash back in savings account, a nice apartment, things were definitely looking up.
However, so now 4 years later at 46 years old I was trying to get back into dating. I was washing out big time. First of all I was really out of practice, and now with anything you want to find out is on the internet. Like the national sex offenders list, which my name is on. I was not having any luck meeting a nich girl. I starting to get a little desperate. It was going on almost 6 years since I'd had sex with someone else besides my right hand.
Well living here in Battle Creek Michigan, there are a few places you can pick up prostitutes, some are actually quite cute. Well one warm Saturday night I headed out down southeast Capitol Ave, in search of my date for the evening. I was crusing for over an hour before I finally seen a young girl walking down a side street. I turn around and headed down that way. I stopped she jumped in, aske me if i was a cop, i said no, then she pulled up her shirt and asked me to touch her little titties. Her titties were smaller then mine, and were just a couple of puffy nipples. I was kinda confused on why she was asking if i was a cop, and want me to touch her titties, but i obligated. Once I passed her little test, we agreed on a price for the entire evening and night, and off we went. She agreed to go back to my apartment which wasn't that far.
Once we got there I gave her the money, had a few drinks and headed for the bedroom. She asked if she could shower, because it had been a few days since she had, had one. She did have a bit of an aroma about her.
When she got out of the shower I was already in bed, she jumped in and we got right to it. I ate her tender pussy, the fucked it, then ate it again till I was hard again, and fucked her again. We did this for a couple hours. Then we got up and, had some more drinks, and talked till the sun came up. Some of the things she told me about her life caught me off guard. Like she was a runaway, homeless, been have sex for money since she was 14 and now she was still only 16 years old.
Well I offered to let her stay in my spare bedroom for awhile if she wanted. But there was stipulations. She has to guit prostituting, and if anything came up missing she was out on her ass. But also if she wanted, or needed anything, all she had to do was ask, and I'd get it for her with in reason.
Well that was eleven years ago, and she is still living here. Only thing that's changed is I'm 57 years old now, she's 27 years old, and we both sleep in the same bedroom. I helped her clean herself up, get and education. She has a decent job. We are very happy together, and the sex is still awesome. I never thought my live would ever be this great again, or if I would've ever find love like this again.

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