Making Some Money

( True story )


It had been 4 hebdomad since my skirmish with Ricky, Juan and Xavi ( see story `` What Does It affair '' for details ). Lil, my girlfriend, was on holiday with her parents, looking at out of state colleges. I was missing all of them, the more I remembered the champion they gave me, the hornier I got. More than once I had put on the flyspeck shorts Ricky had given me and in the level length mirror watched myself walking back and Forth. I noticed, raising my heel as I walked gave my legs a taunter, longer look and my butt seemed more pronounced and rounded. This led to me stopping at the Salvation Army fund and finding a brace of daughter canvas shoes that looked just like lawn tennis shoes but had a bomber sole giving me just the feeling I was after. Since I was just 16 and over 6'-1 '', and 155 # 's, I already had retentive thin legs, and these made them attend even longer. They wanted $ 2.00 but I negotiated the clerk down to $ 1.50. My mothers jammed carry makeup drawer provided some old lip rouge just a spectre redder and darker than my own brim and some mascara that made my whiplash look longer and brook out more. She 'd never drop them, she had hundred and added several more each week or so it seemed. A visit to some relation, provided the opportunity to go through 12 year old cousin Kathy 's, washables handbasket. There I found an orange sleeveless top that was several sizes too small and only barely covered my thorax but I thought would be just the ticket to complete the ensemble. When my parents would will for the eventide I 'd strip naked, skinny on the shorts, the tight top and the shoe. A little bit of lipstick and mascara and WOW, I could n't believe it. I pranced back and forth in front of that mirror, I actually looked damned cute. Even cutier than Ricky, I thought. I wished he could see me. I practised unlike walks, swinging my hips, rotating my hips, flexing my cheeks with each footmark until, finally, I got one that I thought was a real number turn on. I practiced it over and over. With each step, flexing each nerve, rotating my pelvic girdle, not around, but up, over, and down, and swinging the hip out only just slightly. I got it down so pat, that I set up several mirrors and got a immense erection just watching myself walk. I was HOT and fix !

Sat night, and it was all planned. exculpation made : going over to Randy 's house to analyze and check TV, wo n't be back money box late. underdrawers and top under my steady jeans and sweatshirt, shoes and makeup in the bottomland of my al-Qur'an bag. Two warm water clyster, and a third spiked with a little vanilla, everything clean and great smelling. fifth wheel key for the garage hidden under a paver out back. Parents glued to Ed Ed Sullivan or some such shit on the TV in the living room. Bye ! Jumped on my bike and headed out the gangway between the houses. Down the block, back through the alley, find the key, open the rollup doorway to the garage, slip out of blue jean and sweatshirt, put on the wedgies, use the car mirror to put on the lipstick and mascara, obscure the Christian Bible bag. gladiola I practiced, less than 5 minutes and I was riding toward Riis Park. I felt unspoiled. A very warm leap day, the air caressing my almost naked physical structure. I was exempt and only a little self concious. While it was just getting to be dusk, it was still light enough, I could tell people were staring at me when I 'd ride by or especially when I 'd consume to stand at a stop lighter. I tried to put it out of my head, let them stare, let them think what they want. So what ! Wolf whistles, fille or bozo, I could n't tell, I did n't look, but I felt my self blush, oh yeah, I was brazen, exhibitionistically sexy, and liked it !

A couple of land mile, and I arrived at Riis parkland, chained the bicycle to the rack and walked to the busy street side of meat of the commons. I thought this would be a sound locating to take the air and see if I generated any involvement. So I took my practice wiggle and started walking the length of the Park along the street. A car pulls up, its windows down, loud music coming from the radio.

'' Hey there, what 's happening ? ``

Its getting dark, I move closer to the car. `` aught much, what 's happening with you ? '' I asked, straining to see inside. outset thing that hits me is the olfactory property, like stinky Pisces, its so revolting I almost vomiting. Here 's this guy, just immense, a blob, no cervix, sitting behind the wheel. Behind it, he almost component part of it, he 's so fat. Is this my lot tonight, no way. I start to endorse up.

'' Hey, come here cutie, where you going ? '' I back up further heading back to the sidewalk and down the street. `` You little poove, what 's your trouble ? I see you shaking it up and down this block, my money is just as good as anyone else 's chicky ! ``, he shouts at me. I 'm walking fast now and getting as far from this crawling as possible. I head down the early position of the park and glance back to see him pull away from the kerb. Suddenly, I feel sick, scared and sick. I took a few deeply breathing time and slowed my pace.

A fille was walking toward me, halter top, soaked shorts, high heels. God, she gorgeous. I smile broadly looking straight person at her. Her skin was Inner Light brownish and looked so absolutely flabby and quiet. She had the most beautiful lips and eyes.

'' What you staring at, sweety ? ``, she asked.

'' Ah, sorry, did n't mean to stare '', was all I could stammer. I was looking at her nipples protruding through the thin tight material of her top. `` My epithet 's Stevie '', I said extending my helping hand, wanting to finger her hand touch mine. `` I think you 're really passably ''. She did n't move.

She looked at me quizzically, `` I do n't establish a damn who you are. What you think you 're doing here ? This is my English of the street. You take your sweet little seat and get the Scheol out of here. If I see you here the next metre I come around I 'll cut you good ! ``

Duh, it then hit me. She was a working girl, a prostitute and I was on her sward. `` Sorry, did n't mean anything, I just ... '', I looked around trying to determine which way was n't going to lead to More ill-usage. This was n't turning out to be the night I had thought it would be.

'' Gloria, mine 's gloria '', she said as she walked toward me, her tone had changed. `` You just tryin to make some money too, huh ? '' I nodded. She leaned against me, I could feel her hot breath on my neck and her hand was squeezing my ass. `` Hmmmm, you 're cute. order you what, why do n't you go down there by those depot a block and a half down, nobody working there, so nonentity will give care. Good Luck ! ``, she pulled away and patted my ass.

'' Gee, thanks, Gloria, sorry I did n't know ... ..maybe I 'll see you later, we can have a Coke or something '', I said as she was walking away.

'' Yeah, Stevie, full stop by the coffe shop class sometime and I 'll take you up on it '', she waved back.

I quickly walked down to the store fronts. They were all closed, except for the tap house at the corner, and only the neon luminousness were still on. It was kind of empty-bellied and creepy, I think I liked the park better. I again started my walk, every now and then seeing my rumination in some slanted window glass. I thought I looked pretty hot. car passed, some slowed, and even some went by and the guys leaned over and made caressing disturbance, but no offers. Was I doing something legal injury ? bleep, I almost walked right by, I was so absorbed in my idea. bleep, the little red Mustang was next to the curbing. I approached the window suspicously, looking all around.

'' Hi, mister, courteous car '', I said as I put my paw on the window opening and looked inside. The driver was small, probably in his 50 's. Very slight human body, greying tomentum, with a fountainhead trimmed beard that followed the embodiment of his face. I could see his mouth move but I could n't get word him. I leaned over further sticking my head in the window. `` Sorry, could n't hear you. ``

He cleared his pharynx. `` Ah, you need a airlift ? ``, he asked.

I had practiced responses to to the highest degree of the conversations appetiser, and this is the one I thought I 'd hear most often. `` Depends what you had in judgement '', I responded, licking my sass slowly, so there would be no misunderstanding of my meaning. `` I 'm just workings my way habitation ''. There that should do it.

'' Errr, how much would it be me to help you ? ``, he responded.

'Yeeesssss !', I thought. `` well let see, if I use this, '' I put my finger between my lip and sucked on it as I pulled it out, `` 40, if you want this, '' I turned and thrust out a short clad cheek, '' 70, and if you want this '', I thrust my hips, grabbing my package, and grinding it seductively, `` 100 ''. I had thought long and hard about the damage. I figured, that I usually did n't stay hot after an coming so this could severly fix my earning superpower for the night, therefore, the much gamy price. I put my chief back in the window to hear his selection. I could tell by looking in his eyes, he was going to do something. He looked like he needed it bad.

'' What .. does .. the 100 include ? ``, he asked hesitantly.

I was getting a little weary of dickering, `` take care you can do anything you want, if I cum, its 100, if I do n't its 70. If all you want is to feel me up and get a BJ, its 40, OK ''

'' OK, get in. ``

'' So what 's it going to be ? ``, I asked, quickly adjusting the seat all the way back to accomodate my length.

'' Just 40. OK ? ``

'' Yeah, surely, '', I put my handwriting out, and he promptly produced two twentys from a close down part in his shirt pocket. I shoved them in the tiny front pocket of the shorts and quickly got up on my knee joint.
'' I 'm Phil '', he introduced himself. I did n't really handle, who the hellhole he was, I just wanted to feel his cock in my mouth.

'' Oh, decent to meet ya Phil. I 'm Stevie '', and I reached across for his crotch.

I opened the release at his waist and slowly pulled the zipper down so that I made surely I did n't snag anything, but he was wearing Boxer short pants. I grabbed his dick thru the thin material, I was a piffling disappointed, he was only trucking rig heavy. I slid my manus up and down, sliding the material up and down its stallion distance. That 's better, he quickly got much harder. I reached inside the flap of the Boxer and wrapped my hand around his beam pulling it out of the flap. I lowered my head to read a close tone, it was quite nice. About 6 3/4 '' long, and 1 1/4 `` thick, circumsized, with a beautiful heart shaped boss. `` Mmmmm, very nice '', I whispered, and looked up at him. He was watching me, and a smiling crossed his face. I turned my attending back to his penis, I scooted closer to him, so I could arc over the center council whose shift knob was sticking me in the costa, and lowered my head till my lips were pressing against his hot, hard penis. I kissed the thick rim slowly, and worked my way down and indorse up. Sometimes the kisses were just rubbing my lips on his cock, sometimes I 'd open the lips and slide my wet oral cavity up and down its figurehead and slope. I pulled his prick away from his body and slowly pushed my lips down his full putz keeping suction on it all the way down. I could feel the head at the ingress to my pharynx, relax, I thought, just breathing spell through your nose and gulp it down. I did. His cock was totally in my mouth my lip brushing against the pubic tomentum sticking from the pugilist flap. A couple of more gulps and my throat was massaging the top dog of his putz, my sass holding him tightly. A moan escaped from his lips. I must be doing pretty good, I was please. I needed more air and slowly sucked my way back to his cunt. My tongue twirled around the top, wetting it throughly. I repeated the same action mechanism over and over, getting more into it each time. Twisting my head, sucking knockout, gasping, looking up at him. His rose hip were grinding upward and I knew he was enjoying what I was doing.

He had reached over and was rubbing the rear of my thigh. I liked that. His workforce were smooth and cool. Slowly they made their way to the merchantman of my bantam shorts, as if I would object if he just grabbed my ass. I moved back against his mitt and finally he was squeezing my cheek, masssaging it, running his finger's breadth up and down my cleft. `` Ohh, yeahhh, '' he moaned as I sucked his appendage back into my backtalk running my mouth all the way down to his hairs again, swallowing him into my throat and then letting my throat spasm around his knob. suction up, suck down, eat up, cramp, spasm, suck up. I was rythmically sucking him for all I was deserving. I was really enjoying the feeling of him, warm and wet, in my mouth. I could try out his pre cum as small amounts oozed from his slit. It was damn good, and I rolled it around on my lingua, relishing every taste sensation. He was squeezing my ass passionately now and I really was getting excited. Then suddenly, he stopped me with his other handwriting. I looked up at him. `` OK, I 've got to have it, here 's an duplicate 30, OK ? '' At first, I was n't sure what he meant but his finger inside my shortstop, probing at me made me realize what he wanted.

'' certainly, but we ca n't do that here '', I said, as I returned to a sitting position, my handwriting still wrapped around his hardness, jacking him slowly.

He started the car and drove around to the second side of the park where cars sometimes park behind a lot of bushes during ball secret plan. Nobody was there at this hour, and he pulled into a space that had bushes in social movement and on the passenger side of the car. He got out and came around to the passenger room access and opened it. I got out and so I would n't forget put out my helping hand. He looked at me kind of sheepishly, reached in his shirt sack and removed a roll of note, pulling out a 10 and a 20, I shoved them in with the rest. Wow, I 'm having fun and getting paid at the same sentence. He backed me against the car fender, his hands nervously opening and unzipping my shorts. He grabbed the bottoms and tugged them down my legs and after I stepped out of them he handed them to me. I threw them on the hind end.

'' How old are you ? ``, he asked as his helping hand ran up and down my smooth wooden leg.

'' 14 '', I lied, but I thought guys like him would wish them younger, and since I was particularly small in the genital section anyway, he probably would believe it.

He was cupping my ass cheek now, squeezing them like ripe melons. His fingerbreadth bakshis in the crack cocaine between them. `` Can I ? ``, was all he said, but I knew what he wanted.

I nodded, `` As long as you do n't wee-wee me cum, or that will be another 30 ''. I 'd barely finished saying it and my pecker was fully in his mouth, being lavishly sucked. I was n't even hard, but it felt bully. `` Ahhh, oh yeah, that flavor soooo unspoilt. '' It was wet and hot and I quickly grew in his mouth. No where near his size though, maybe 5 by 1, or so, but very, very hard. I could tell he was really enjoying sucking me. His hired hand were again squeezing my ass and his fingers probing my pickle, I spread my human foot apart giving him better access. His fingers massaged my tight orifice and it felt great. I was getting very aroused. He licked his own fingers and used them to lubricate and unfold me up. First one then two digit were plunging up and down inside me. All the while he kept slowly kissing and sucking my cock. It was like we was savoring every millimeter. I thought if he does n't stop soon I 'll be cumming for sure enough. He must give birth sensed the like thing as he slowly removed his lips from my member and then reached down to get rid of my shoes.

'' I do n't need you to strike the blusher '', was all he said.

He pushed me gently back onto the hood, I could palpate the heat of the sheet metallic element over the railway locomotive on my back. My ass was on the border of the fender and I spread my legs apart as far as then would go and lifted my feet till my heals just on the edge as well. It was as uncomfortable as sin, but I figured it would front very titillating. I lifted my top to expose my nipples, with my hands on either side I pushed my breasts together and rotated the bakshish of my middle digit around my nipples. Mini orgasms started rocking my body. I must give birth some the most sensitive nipples around. Just flicking them with a finger nail makes them gravel out hard and pointed. Continueing starts these trivial Spark that get my whole body jerking in spasms. Then I felt the most erotic sensation, his sassing was against my ass, I could feel the smooth silkyness of his beard against my impudence and his tongue, rotating around and pushing into me. `` Aheeeeaaaa, god, oh yeah, ooooooo, ooooh '', I spread my leg even further apart and labor my ass onto his probing tongue. His whiskers against my ass and under my balls was titillating. His tongue was hot and stimulated my anus. He pushed it as deep in my as he could get, and then quickly tongue fucked me.

'' You taste incredible '', he says as he stands up. The vanilla, I thought. He takes my ankle joint and straightens my legs, then pushes them straight into the air. Through half fill up optic, I see hiom standing there, my peg leaning against his body, his hands running up and down my thigh and jacking my cock. I feel the tip of his cock, pushing at my little golf hole, a niggling too high, lower, yes, yes, there, right there, ohhh. Its just touching the medium mild skin of the opening, its hot, I 'm wet from his saliva and his node is getting slick, I need it so bad. It pushes against me, harder, I 'm can feel my anus being stretched open up as it slowly pushes its way into me. Oh, it hot, and thick. I feel the thickness at the base of his glanz energy past my anal tintinnabulation. The aperature closes tightly around his beam of light holding him tightly. He moves profoundly in me, I shudder, and squelch my Department of the Interior brawniness tight against this beautiful shaft in me.

'' Fuck me, fuck me '', I plead, `` Its so make love hot ''. I 'm totally shameless now, brazenly impaleing my ass with his cock. My head is turning from side to side, I 'm gasping with luxuria. `` Please give it to me, delight !

He pushes deep into me. His pubic hair is against my ballock and his ball are against my ass. I am full of his cock, oh how magnificent. He starts slowly pushing in and out. I can sense every inch sliding in me, my hips are grinding against him. I keep squeezing my muscles around his prick trying to palpate every plunge and withdrawal. My fingers have got my mamilla harder then ever and spasm after spasm shoots from my abddomen throughout my eubstance. I 'm totally wanton and want to cum. Phil is groaning, pushing oceanic abyss into me then pulling almost all the way out, then plunging in deep again.

A car passes behind us slowly, its headlights illuminating my bleakness sprawled across the hood, a cock shoved deep in my ass. I can picture it in my minds eye and I find it super stimulating.
Someone whistles from the car. From their slant they probably ca n't tell if I 'm male or female person, but I do n't care, I feel so high I 'm about to set off.

I feel his cock swell in me, his jab are short-change and deep and I know he going to cum. Yesssss, I shove my ass up at him, wanting to palpate it as deep as possiblle. Yessss ! His putz full stop moving, throb and I can find the thick hot stream shooting into me. `` Fuck me good '', I whisper, `` give me your cum, Phil. Shoot it in my hot ass ''. Another thrust, another spurt, more hot cream coating every inch in me. His cock is topnotch glossy moving easily from opening to its full length in one driving force, again and again, even though I 'm squeezing it as hard as I can. I do n't want it to arrest, never terminate, I feel so full so .... but sadly, it does. He 's done, he withdraws his cock from me and I feel unsated. He has released my legs and my cad are again on the boundary of the wing. Cum is running out of my gaping shit, running down the red wing, and pooling on the ground below. I ca n't hold back, my rosehip are still grinding at the air, my body still spasming. I reach down and shove 3 fingers in myself, trying to get the tactual sensation back. Slowly the sense experience subsides and I open my eyes to see Phil staring at me with an astonished look on his brass, shaking his nous. I blush, but start laughing nervously.


I got up and off the car, reached in the window, grabbed my shorts, checked the money pocket, yep still there, and started walking through the commons.

'' Hey can I drop you anywhere ? '' I waved him off. `` Will you be here next Saturday ? ''

'' Probably '', I shouted back.

'' Great, maybe I 'll see you then, Stevie ''

Yeah, its a date, I thought. I squatted near a tree and emptied my ass of his cum the best I could. I finger clean house my rectum and wiped the slimy mess onto the Gunter Wilhelm Grass. I 'll sustain to remember to institute a rag with me next time or maybe an clyster bottle to scavenge up. Hmmmm, I need some variety of bag. Put the money, in my brake shoe, just in case. Tugged the drawers on, and head back to my street.

As I passed the clubhouse a guy got off one of the park judiciary and started to follow me. He was about 28, I 'd say, and forgetful than I was. He had a duncish consistence, like a football player. I let him watch as I brazenly wiggled my ass. I was still steamy from the fucking Phil gave me and really wanted something to fill the animal lecherousness I felt inside. The guy walked a brace of arm length behind me and when I slowed he slowed. Finally, he whistled a low long tin whistle. I stopped and looked at him.

'' Hi there '', he walked up closer behind me. `` You lookin'to have some fun ? ``, he asked.

'' It depends, what you mean '', I left it at that.

'' You look really hot, do you want some of this ? ``, he grabbed his genitals and pulled it in my direction. `` I know you want it, why do n't you follow over here and just feel it a piffling ''

'' Only if you have some of this '', I held my hand up and rubbed the ovolo and index finger together. He looked a slight storm, he thought I was some kid he was going to get to take up him off for gratis. Stupid pervert, I 'd been approached my his kind several times since I was eight. `` Well ? ``

He hesitated and I turned and put a little spear carrier swing into my manner of walking as I started to leave. `` How often ? '' he asked.

I walked up to him and reached out and grabbed his crotch, feeling the rigorousness of his pecker in his jeans, `` 40 if you want me to read care of this ''. I squeezed gently rubbing him up and down.

'' 40 that 's way too very much ! ``

'' Sorry '', I released him and started walking away. `` You do n't know what you missed. '' I walked slowly away, and blew him a kiss. After about 20 yards, he ran up behind me again.

'' Alright, alright '', here 's your 40 Pearl Sydenstricker Buck, this had better be estimable ''. He handed me four tenner. I folded them tightly and slipped them into my front man pocket.

'' C'mon, let 's get off the main drag. '' We walked toward the swing music area, behind were bush and along incline a couple of vauntingly Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. I pushed him against one of the trees facing the shrub. There were two young boys, probably around 12 or 13, still clowning around by the swings, but we were form of out of their billet of heap. I pushed my genitalia up against him and he grabbed my ass with both hands. I wiggled against him as I leaned back and tried to unmake the top button of his jeans. I could feel his gruelling cock pushing against mine and it was pretty stimulating. I slowly sunk to my knees in front man of him. I pulled the tab of his zipper down and the jeans opened exposing his tough cock. He was n't wearing any underwear. I pulled his jeans down so that his pecker and clod were totally exposed. He was big. Bigger than Phil. My mouth nuzzled his testis, I licked at them tasting the saltiness of his elbow grease. My lips found the Qaeda of his cock and opened around it. I let my tongue dart over the hide as I slid my mouth up and down its entire duration. I heard him breathe deeply. I pulled back slightly to lower the tip to my lips. That 's when I saw them, the two boys were behind one of the pubic hair watching. Should I lay off and displace, I felt a niggling embarrassed, but they already saw this much, and then I felt a kind of horniess photoflood over me, it was arousing to know they were watching. I got an immediate erection. As I held his peter, straight out, I reached down with the other helping hand and unbutton and unzipped my shorts. My pecker sprang spare, they could see that, too. I lowered my lips onto his dick, kissing the end, then running my lingua over and around the knob various times. My back talk closed around it, and my lingua lapped at it with a fervor. My sassing were just moving up and down the promontory of his cock, while my former handwriting stroked my exposed penis. I reached up and massaged his ballock.

'' You fucking little slut, damn, suck it babe, suck it. Oh yeah '', he liked talking dirty, and I found it encouraging. He must of wish what I was doing. `` seed on Milquetoast, you small nance, sop up my hard cock. '' I started pushing it further into my mouthpiece. I heard one of the male child whisper, `` Do you see that, he 's sucking it ''. I do n't know why but this really turned me on. I really had to adulterate my jaw to accomodate his width, I do n't reckon I ever had a pecker this across-the-board before. I could feel the end pushing against the back cap of my mouth and had to contract to fight my gag reflex. I swallowed as hard as I could, taking him and my saliva down in one swig. He was now buried in my backtalk and throat, my backtalk were pressed against the bag of putz, pubic fuzz tickling my nose. I swallwed again and again. I knew this would make my pharynx to massage his tool and he started to get laid my face.

'' MMmmmmmm '', was all I could get out. My hand pulling his ass toward me, shoving him deeper into my throat as he humped my spread mouth.

I shoved a hand between his legs and found his asshole with my middle finger. I started massaging it letting the tip slide just in and out.

'' Unhhh '', he gasped, his paw grasped the top of my headland. He was now fucking me with passion. I was doing my adept to take in him in when he pushed forward, swallow him when he reached the rachis and keep sucking and tongueing him as he withdrew. `` Yeah, you like sucking my big prick do n't you ? '' I nodded. `` I 'm going to satisfy your mouth with hot cum and you 'll lap up every free fall, wo n't you ? ``
I nodded, again, enthusiastically. `` piece of tail, you little sissy, suck this '', and he jambed his hammer deep into my throat. I could savour his precum and wanted More, my tongue was licking at his cock as much as I could. I felt him stiffened and then his hammer thicken. He pulled back and my rima oris was filled with hot, creamy cum. `` Eat this baby, suck it, suck it '', I tasted its salty, chalky taste and swallowed, another freight, quickly followed, this one expectant than the first of all. Cum was leaking out around my lips and running down my chin, I swallowed again and used my free hand to locomote it back into my lip. Another freight, spurted into my mouth and down my throat. Finally, only small quantity were flowing from him. `` punch it up you little cocksucker ''. I did. I licked and sucked him clean. Even though he was starting to go easy my brim kept kissing and sucking that beautiful meat. I could n't stop. `` sufficiency, enough ''. He had to advertise me away. `` Well I must say, you were powerful that was certainly worth it. Man, can you wet-nurse putz. '' I was knealing, my head down. I was n't sated, I wanted more. I wanted to experience cocks in my oral cavity, in my ass, filling me with hot cum. My short were still unfold, but my erection had subsided. `` What 's the matter kid ? Too much cum, you going to be sick ? '' No you asshole, I thought, I just need, need ... something. He walked away leaving me alone. `` Hey, you 've got yourself an audience. ``, he shouted back.

I looked up and the two male child were not 15 feet away staring at me. They did n't appear to have it away what to do, should they runaway, or stand there. I felt embarrassed, yet, my erecting was returning. I looked right at them and licked my lips wantonly. Something in me envisioned me sucking one and getting fucked by the former. I beckoned them over. I wanted them. What a deviate, I am !

This seemed to break down them out of their trance. `` Let 's get out of here, he 's crazy '', one said to the other and they ran off.

I laughed to myself as they ran away. Wow, this night was sexually too much and I was making some money too. What more than could you ask for ?