My lovely girlfriend BJ at home I registered the sounds I was hearing, the clicking and whirring of Dwayne’s phone taking a series of high-speed pictures of me. I should probably drive my car and meet you. “I’m sorry, Mrs. “Christina Davies,” I answered, giving an appropriate handshake. yes… Chapter 3
I went into work that night wearing what I could only describe as “Librarian Meets Whore”- six inch black stilettos, gartered black stockings with the line up the back, a skirt that was long enough for propriety (if barely) but showed the tops of my stockings, a sheer white blouse, black lace bra and thong panties, and a blazer that matched the skirt. Once I started digging in, I saw what he was doing.”
I looked over the contract again. He stared for what felt like hours before nodding, seeming to come to a decision. Good night, Chrissy.”
I just sat there on my knees for a few moments, processing what had happened, and what was going to happen. We simply amended your previous contract. I moved here from New York a month ago, so I haven t had much chance to do anything but job hunt and try to get settled.”
I inwardly sighed as she seemed to accept that. Wilcox shot her a dark look before pinning me again with his attention. I have left instructions to have any messages forwarded to me immediate, whichever way you decide. There are two more that I can’t put on paper, for obvious reasons. “Please, Miss Davies, have a seat.”
