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“You talk about women’s tits?”

“I was in the army, remember? That’s all we talked about.”

“Women’s breasts?” I laughed.

“Well, among other things.” He looked shy and boyish, and I wanted us naked.

“Pussies too?” I cocked my head with a grin.

“I’m more a dog man myself.”

I slapped him, and he crossed his arms to defend himself when we heard a girl’s voice.

It was Manon, and my heart sank. Talk about crashing down to earth. I was about to drag Carson off to continue our steam fest when I heard Reynard Crisp’s voice.

They couldn’t see us there, and curiosity won the day as I remained put.

“You feel nice,” Crisp said.

“Not here,” she said.

“When?”

“Soon. In London. Away from here.”

“You must remove that image from that site.”

“That photo is bringing in some good money.”

“You’re about to become a millionaire. When?”

There was a pause.

“I promise soon,” she said. “You know my price.”

“As long as you’re intact, you’ll get that. But it’s for an entire week. Yes?”

Feeling sick from what I’d heard, I shook my head and gestured for Carson to follow me back inside.

“That sounded seedy,” he said.

“We figured he’d try to fuck her in return for cash.”

Carson looked as horrified as I felt. “And that makes it right?”

As we stepped into the yellow room, I said, “Can we not talk about what we just heard?”

“But she’s young and impressionable.”

I forced a smile. “Manon’s nineteen going on thirty. She’s been playing with him for a while. I imagine he’s going to set her up. It’s all the rage.”

His forehead remained creased. “Are you all like this?”

“Hey, don’t compare me to Manon. I’m not like her at all. She’s taking advantage of the fact he’s got a thing for young virgins. And I’m sure he’s offering her a ton of money.”

“Shouldn’t you talk to her? Give her some sisterly advice.”

My brow pinched. “Sisterly advice? Have you met her?”

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