Chapter 1

I wondered what the fuck the absurdly hot thirty-something blonde was doing, parking a brand-new gold Lamborghini under an overpass in the worst part of town, in one of the worst cities in the country. Maybe one of the worst in the world. She was obviously a rich bitch trophy wife, with thumb-sized jeweled earrings dangling from beneath her long and curly fake honey-colored hair. A gold necklace with a ruby big as a grape dangled down between the fake melon tits in her lowcut black and white mini-dress. Gold rings with large gems adorned half her fingers. Her smooth skin was creamy white, but a small black and white Gucci purse bounced against her fake ‘black girl sized’ ass. With bright red soles, her black and white four-inch pumps were obviously from Louis Vuitton. I wondered how she could eat or even breathe, with her impossibly narrow waist. I felt my dick swell and wondered if I was in the middle of a wet dream. If I was, I didn’t want to wake up!

The sleazy beauty walked beneath the graffiti covered overpass, strutting between a stack of wooden pallets and a dumpster. The wealthy Nordic wench approaching a group of homeless Black men with a lusty look on her face seemed as unlikely as what happened next. She looked at me and the big cardboard box I’d slept in, then the four other bums. Our eyes were glued to the cash she took from her purse, a thick stack of twenty-dollar bills. I hadn’t even seen that much cash in months. The bombshell fanned the bills in her hand and waved them around. I was shocked beyond words when she loudly called out, “Want some money? Show me your penises, and I’ll give each of you twenty dollars.”