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Am unemployable, it seems, but not all bad. Am currently in an exclusive members’ club I didn’t know existed with a guy so hot he’d melt your panties if you were here. Oh, and we came here in Lorna’s car, which he hot-wired like he does that kind of thing every night of the week. I think I might be on an impromptu date with a genuine criminal. I should leave, right?
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I type back with one hand, lifting my drink with the other. Multitasking is one of my gifts.
Could you try using words?
Her reply takes longer this time.
Sorry. Am in the line for security checks. Want all the goss when I get back including how long it is.
How long what is?
You need me to draw you a diagram? His dangling participle. His beef baguette. His frankfurter. Capeesh?
I’m not going to sleep with him if that’s what you’re so delightfully inferring.
Thought you said he was hot.
I know nothing about him beyond his name and the fact that he steals cars.
So what? One night stand never hurt anyone. You haven’t got a car, so it’s not like he can steal yours.
I’m not going back to a complete stranger’s house in the middle of the night.
So bring him to ours?
Are you kidding?
What? It’s not that bad.
He’ll laugh at the place. Might not have been tidying much while you were on vacay.
So let him laugh then ride him anyway. It’s one night. Who gives a shit what he thinks about the laundry on the floor?
You really have very low standards, don’t you?
That’s why I get sand in every hole while I’m rolling around on the beach on vacay, while you get to ferry drinks to rich assholes all night long. What’s the plan for work anyway?
I’m going to apply to that kindergarten you suggested.
Really? I am a good influence, aren’t I?
Wouldn’t say that. You want me to fuck a total stranger despite the risk.
It’ll be fine. Go ride his cock so hard you walk bow legged tomorrow morning. Just make sure he uses protection.
I take a sip of my drink and almost spit it out when I hear Jack’s voice right by my ear.
“Whose cock?” he’s asking, a hint of amusement in his voice.
I jump in my seat, spinning around to find him standing over me, a hint of a smile on his lips as he looks over my shoulder at my phone. “Are you talking about my cock with someone? You dirty girl.”
Him calling me a dirty girl makes a part of me tingle deep inside. I picture him calling me that while I’m naked in his lap, spreading my legs for him.
“You shouldn’t read other people’s phones,” I snap, shutting my screen off and shoving my cell into my handbag.
