Sunday, and Justice is already demanding I wake up, get dressed, and bring her money that we agreed I'd give her on Tuesdays. So I fell back to sleep. She called again. I fell asleep again. Finally, I got dressed, got in the car and went to finally give her her money. At least she doesn’t want all of it yet. She came out when I got there and I gave her 60 bucks. She then tried to go and get drugs off her dealer, but he wasn’t around. Her friend T was there. They start talking, but I wasn’t really paying attention to what they were talking about. Mostly who and where people are. Looking at those two, I am reminded how I have collectively put gallons of cum inside both of these girls. Justice knew I would pick this girl up and take her home and kept telling me not to do that. Mostly because Justice wanted to come over later to "do laundry." Whatever stupid errand she claims as an excuse to come over always turns out to be an excuse to fuck me for more money. And she knows ...