” This can’t happen ever again,” she informs, barely hanging on to her peaceful façade. She got a phone call from her former boss at the gentleman’s club, asking her to come by. Xxx I hoisted Courtney up against the wall moving in closer to support her, wrapping her other leg around my waist. I take pity on her repeating my question. ” Right here, right now,” Courtney invited, letting her own hand tangle in her dark hair, before sliding in two fingers to make up for my neglect. Why is he at the strip joint, she was a former dancer at? ” This was an aberration, an accident. Courtney walks into my office to find me sitting behind my desk looking over business proposals.




















