I pull the car up into a spot near the darkest end of the dock parking lot, roll down the windows, and shut it off.
Now we just wait. My wife's hands tremble a little as she adjusts her shirt and pulls down on her skirt a little (to no avail -- it's far too short). She's wearing a schoolgirl outfit: hoop earrings, a white blouse tied just under her chest with her erect pierced nipples pushing through the thin fabric, a red-plaid skirt so short her thick sexy thighs are exposed all the way up, knee-high white stockings, and black heels. She picked it out. Damn!
I take a breath and grab the digital camcorder. I don't turn it on, because it doesn't look like anyone's around yet. See, a couple nights ago, we posted an ad on the web:
Thursday night, 1am, west end dock parking lot, black Civic. Watch me, touch me, lick me, fuck me... I'm your whore for 5 minutes... (condoms please)