THE PLEASURE TRADER

wasn’t just the town that pleased him, Himer loved everything about Florida. From its sunny, warm days to its outdoors

n and the many others who were just visiting the town. For Himer and his lifestyle

t coming and Himer had given them, as usual, way more pleasure than they could handle. As usual, he’

ght stand, Stacie seemed oblivious to the writings on the wall. She stuck around like an untreated cold, or like Florida’s year-round sunshine, but without the perks. Himer had ignored the incessant texts an

could have stuck with the tourists, but one look at Stacie and The Voice in Himer’s head won’t leave him al

ng purposefully towards him, and he was only mildly surprised. He

w him walking towards her, but the relief on her face was temporary. His facial expression made it clear to her that he wasn’t approaching her to fix anything. In less than a minute,

keep her on her feet. She sobbed uncontro

forced out in-between her sobs. “

in Himer’s head reasoned. Shu

ly true. He sighed again. “Look, you can’t see it now, but I’m actually doing this

ready hurting

could do so

e seats for a certain location were alrea

net. I’ve gotta go” He said.

enough for her to shriek his name, so she mostly attracted attention to herself. He rushed on, and hu

ally took his seat on the plane.

ore, as payback for all the trou

If he slept with her just one more time, she would never be able to l