“I’ll drop you off here tomorrow night.”Angel glanced at him quickly as he sped away from the club. It was usually one hundred dollars per hour,...for a girl. If he had paid for two days with her, at that price…Dante glanced over at her. “Relax,” he reached over and took her hand in his own. Angel stayed quiet. She wasn’t sure what he had planned. She looked out the window, watching the road signs. It was a typical thing for her to do. If something ever happened to her, she would need to know. “Why is the medical assistant on me?” I asked. It’s not that Scott’s ass didn’t feel good, it’s just that I don’t like Scott all that much and I’d always rather fuck Dylan. Always. “We’re warming up for the big show,” Scott explained, sounding all patient like I’d forgotten what the “script” called for me to do. I knew I was supposed to fuck Scott and then Dyl and I were gonna double-team him, but I’d never really understood why. “You don’t need to know your motivation, Ms. Streep,” Scott. More

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