Status: The chapters in this story are suppost to be short so don't complain that they aren't "proper chapters"
Loverman
Her
I wasn't a girlfriend. I got myself ready. Short skirt, straples bra, sheer lace halter top. Make-up by Napoleon Perdis. Going to a little party at a restaurant. He'd be there. He'd arranged it that was. That we'd both be there.
I got a lot of attention that evening. A young man in leather trousers, others in Armani, a stocky man with a fat cigar. He kept an eye from a distance. Before he left, he slipped me the address of his hotel and the room number. In the way he'd be giving me his phone number.
'Here you are'.
'Thanks'.
That was it.
I got a lot of attention that evening. A young man in leather trousers, others in Armani, a stocky man with a fat cigar. He kept an eye from a distance. Before he left, he slipped me the address of his hotel and the room number. In the way he'd be giving me his phone number.
'Here you are'.
'Thanks'.
That was it.
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