Debbie Part 8

Moira sat in her booth at the entrance to the subway station and saw people pass by. She sat there every day selling tickets, and although several thousand people passed her during a shift, she could now recognize many of the regulars and she even knew when to expect them. It was now almost 9 o'clock and she knew the two girls would come very soon to catch the 9:04 to downtown. She looked forward to this moment every morning. Moira had never really come to terms with her own lesbian tendencies, but she so enjoyed looking at these two girls. They were so sexy they made her tingle al over. And right on cue they came down the stairs. As always they were very sexily clad, turning heads even though they wore raincoats in the beginning winter rain.

One was a beautiful brunette, her long hair gathered in a ponytail, with full inviting lips. The other was a stunning black girl, her hair also gathered in a ponytail, with even more luscious lips. Both wore a shiny black raincoat, ending just above the knee and both wore ankle-high boots with impossibly thin stiletto heels more than 6 inches high, and both carried a small black handbag. Moira saw them every morning except Sunday. They didn't always wear precisely the same clothes, but they always wore stilettos with more than 6 inches of heel and they always wore some kind of coat so Moira couldn't see what they wore underneath. Everything about them was sexy, from their walk, to the friendly smile they gave her every morning, to the way they sometimes held hands. She had no idea who they were or what they did and she had never spoken a single word with them, but they fuelled Moira's fantasies almost every night.

Debbie and Shawna walked past the ticket booth and cast their usual friendly smiles at the girl in the booth. As usual she couldn't keep her eyes off them. They had often talked about how they should approach her to offer their services. Shawna and herself were after all prostitutes and the woman obviously wanted intimate contact with them.