Paying For It

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Timothy

e speaker of those husky notes. The woman was stunning. My mouth fell open at her beauty and the olive I had j

't slip in

topped contemplating the olive and started sizing up the woman before me. Smooth sepia skin, filled with rich red

She frowned, backing away. "I'm so

with a hand to her shoulde

my wife's-ex-wife's-pinched grimace. Her beam captivated me with its winsomen

Timothy. I'm Vega

ky seven with long legs, small waist, and

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my neck up.?Way

rred me south of the border. I crossed my

Vegas lowered her eyes, scanning me from bottom to top, "so deliciously." Her tongue ho

taking her vibe.

t off my lines, maybe

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her eyes in a slow blink and traveling her tongue over her top lip and

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a lot?" I asked,

taccato jerks, clutching her thin bag under her arm so hard something cracked, and she fiddled wi

she said, I was quick to

thinks I'm

f it gets

had played them on me befo

rice to pay if she said 'yes' and I would gladly accept the

high, her body language told me, and the world, sh

n. "My friend paid the agency directly. She

ides, giving me the courage to move a

d her words dripped with

lass. "Well, let's not waste her money." I slid off the stool and V