This isn’t the way you assumed your day to go. You were just going out for a ride. Sure u were. And u saw this hottie standing on the sidewalk. White goddess. Looked love that babe could be a high school first-year student, except for one thing: She was dressed adore a hooker. And had greater than standard milk shakes. That’s what got your attention. That and the look on her face that said, “You can have me for a price.” So u head off to the ATM. Take out some specie. Driving back and hope she’s still here. She’s. You negotiate, and that babe hops in. Her name is Whitney, and you tell her, “I do not have time to go to a motel,” to which she responds, “That’s okay. We can sneak into the men’s room in this building.” You’ve never done that kind of thing before, but you are not about to ask questions, not when your ding-dong is begging for relief. Which Whitney, your street hooker, is cheerful to give.