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How I “Met” Your (Brother)

Harlow

Oh My Fucking Gahhhh…

“Ma’aer of Big Daddy’s Naughty Secrets pointed to the exit “Please don’t make me call the police”

“I think you should call them” I crossed my arms “That way, I can explain how so fro about it”

He gavestalemate to two This wasn’t hoanted to spendanswers

“I have the statements to prove this” I motioned for hio “I’ve never bought any of these toys, and I really need my money back”

He picked up the sheet, running his finger along a few of the lines I’d underlined in red “Looks like you buy a lot of lingerie at Victoria’s Secret”

“Those are the legitireen”

“Right … ” He rolled his eyes “Let’s see these others”

I waited for hie for the ‘Pleasure Me, Daddy’ collection, the eighty-five dollar one for “Cuckold Galore,” or any of the fifty-dollar charges for a penis enhancement pill

“Okay Look, Miss” He set down the sheet, shrugging “Like I told you before, this is an issue between you and your credit card company”

“Well, they see “I honestly never knew this store existed before these charges appeared, so there’s no way I could’ve bought this stuff, you know? Maybe it’s identity theft”

“Okay, then” He sive you the benefit of the doubt, and accept that you’re telling the truth Then, I’ that you wantnone of my products back, and call it a day?”

“Yes” I nodded “I proet out of here I’ll also tell everyone that you didn’t penalize me for an obvious case of stolen identity”

“Oh, okay” He crossed his arms “Security!”

“What?” I sucked in a breath “I thought ere on the sae”

“You’re out of your goddaain “Security!”

A beefy, unifored froive rabbed the statement and stormed out

I rushed to ainst the steering wheel in utter frustration

In the grand sches, the purchases at this store were a drop in the bucket compared to the thousands that so Booty Club

Still, I struggled with the idea of paying back credit I never used