This isn’t the way you reckoned your day to go. You were just going out for a ride. Sure u were. And u saw this angel standing on the sidewalk. White babe. Looked like she could be a high school pupil, except for one thing: This babe was dressed love a hooker. And had bigger than typical bra-busters. 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 cash. Driving back and hope this babe is still here. She is. You negotiate, and this babe hops in. Her name is Whitney, and u tell her, “I do not have time to go to a motel,” to which she responds, “That’s ok. We can sneak into the men’s room in this building.” You’ve at not time done that kind of thing in advance of, but you’re not about to ask questions, not when your penis is begging for relief. Which Whitney, your street hooker, is happy to give.