TWISTED AFFAIRS

As the sunlight caressed her skin, promising a new smile on her makeup face, new shoes, new bags, she entombed thoughts of her client in brief seconds, her imagination beating to how he is, how big his penis is and how he uses it.

She walked as her hair fluttered in the air, her mind blowing gown clinging to her body like an estate model and abruptly stopped to preen her self on the glass windows of the almost gigantic hotel.

Satisfy, she killed the makeup and dresses, she took a slow breathe before she walked into the reception., her eyes roam around and she finally settled them on a man sitting on the lobby with crossed legs, he was cute, looks rich just like her type, if she wasn't there for business., she could as well be a boredom killer to the man.

“Hi.” She said to the receptionist, a smile surrounding her red lipstick lip.

“Welcome to Chilled villa hotel madam.” The receptionist reply, a crochet smile following her trimmed words.

”How may I serve you?”

“Am here to see the manager.” She returned maintaining the smile on her face.

”He's expecting me.”

“A minute please." The receptionist said and lower her gaze under the counter, she took a few second before she raised her head to her again.”

Are you Miss Cynthia?”

“Yes., I am.”

The receptionist called on the porter who in turn took the girl to the manager's office.

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Garry's smile slipped when he saw her; never in his world would he have thought call girls could look so pretty. he had actually met her on facebook three weeks ago and they've been chatting naughty since then, they exchanged lots of faceless nudes during their chats, he needed to see if what she sent to him were really what she posses, so he decided to take the risk on sending her transport fare to come see him.

“Garry.” Her voice trailed low.

“Cynthia.” He pouts standing up from the chair to meet her at the door.