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“Sure What time?”

“Ten o’clock Don’t be late,” he growled at me and walked away

Good fucking riddance Jasper wasn’t the first asshole I’d ever fucked Nope, that honor went to dear old dad And likely, Jasper wouldn’t be the last, but he was the only one I had feelings for He was the only one I thought of as a friend

That’s what you get for thinking, Maureen

Like my father used to tell me constantly, “You’re too pretty to think, Maureen God didn’t bless you with that fat ass, tits for days, and that gorgeous face for you to waste your life thinkin’”

At the ti on the streets had toughenedwassuit, and as I watched Jasper walk away froht e his—by his actions

Jasper’s actions told me that despite the years we’d known each other and the years I worked for him; eren’t friends

He was my employer, the oldest son of my mentor, the woman who saved me and helped me find my independence My occasional fuck for cash I was his stress release, his convenient piece of ass I wanted to be ood with that Today wasn’t that day But I’d have to treat Jasper like he was my boss, not the man I was hopelessly in love with Well, if I wanted to keep my sanity

Whenhot bath and then a nap, a dreaht ahead

As soon as I set foot inside Lucky Lopez, I kneould be a longer night than I had iined The place was already packed, more crowded than I’d ever seen it Hornyout for any ass they could find, whether it was on stage, serving drinks, or just passing by The only real difference was now there were horny women everywhere too They were just as drunk and just as handsy, with the caveat that “It didn’t ht or married

I strapped on one of the tiny aprons the waitresses used, black leather, which was meant to blend in with the oodies People came to Lucky Lopez to see tits and ass and as ot it at every turn

Tonight, here at Lucky Lopez, I had s on full display, a beauty queen sood and riled up to go hoirlfriends