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“She told me when she applied. I sent you the details.”

“Yes.” His blue eyes had a hungry, must-have glint, as though he were about to gorge himself on something.

“I’ll send her to the private room, then?”

He nodded.

I returned to the dressing room where Natalia was clipping on her stockings and running her hands up her long, toned legs.

After I explained Rey’s offer, Natalia just crossed her arms. “I want more than one thousand pounds to show myself to anyone. I get more than that on OnlyFans.”

I knew what she meant. I’d already done that. Took it down. Couldn’t stand the idea of being wanked over by a bunch of desperados, even if the money was good. I’d never stooped to show images of me with opened legs, however. Way too personal.

Back when I was fifteen, my mother had accused me of being a prude for refusing to strip for a man she’d brought home hoping to sell me. Just as I was about to run away, she had introduced me to Peyton, who hadn’t expected me to open my legs for a gawk. Instead, he’d taken me to dinner at a fancy restaurant, filled me with wine, then fucked me raw.

“He will want to see all of me?” she asked.

“You’ll have to strip naked.”

“Will I get to go to Paris or somewhere nice?”

With those big tits and pretty face, she could name her price, I imagined. And didn’t she know it. She was a tiger, and Rey liked the chase. For a twenty-year-old, she seemed mature, making me question whether she was even a virgin.

“You can discuss that with him.”

“But I need to know how much.”

“That’s why he would like to see you and discuss it directly with you. Yes?”

“Do I at least get a deposit just in case?”

I smiled. “That’s the one thousand pounds you get to come here.”

“Mm… What’s he like, then?” Natalia had a heavy accent.

“Are you legal?”

“I’m from Serbia, and I’m here on a visa.”

“He’s filthy rich.”

“The marrying kind?” Her eyebrow rose.

I shook my head. “Few of them are. But hey, they’ll set you up, and you can marry someone you’re into.”

Her mouth turned down. “Fuck that. My mother married for love, and my dad ended up being an arsehole.”

I had to smile sadly at that. Heard that story one time too many. I thought of my real dad. He was an arsehole, too, but I still thought about him a bit too often for comfort. My mother wasn’t exactly doting-wife material, so I imagined she’d made him that way. Maybe that was why he hit me.

The private viewing room came with a bed, a velvet sofa, and moody lighting. I gestured for Natalia to enter.

“You are coming too? I won’t go there alone.”

Imagining that Rey wouldn’t be pleased by my presence, I followed her in.

Wearing a silk robe covering her nearly naked body, Natalia’s only other coverings were a thong and a tiny bra. Her round, firm arse poked out, and her double-D tits were all hers. She must have been raking it in with OnlyFans, I could only guess. It begged the question of why she needed an old man’s dick inside of her for cash.

She could have gotten someone younger, hotter, and rich just from hanging at the right bars. I wasn’t about to give her that information. I didn’t like her attitude. She struck me as arrogant. Perfect for Rey.

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