"Well, , this all sounds pretty far-fetched. The word crazy comes to mind. But if you’re as forward with your money as you say then I guess I’m in. Hold on a sec while I call my girlfriend."
As she reaches into her handbag for a mobile phone, you idly wonder what kind of 'girlfriend' Jade is talking about: the platonic or the lesbian. Thoughts of spicing up your new little 'business relationship' cause a slight stirring between your legs.
Jade is busy talking into her phone, saying something about how you don’t seem like the murdering type and that she’ll see her tomorrow for lunch.
"Ok, I love you, Tara. Ciao!" she finishes, in a manner which leaves you guessing as to whether she meant 'luv' or 'love'. The ambiguity again hits you in the crotch, not withstanding the realisation that you’ll probably get to fuck this sexy minx sometime today. You shift slightly in your chair to make things more comfortable.
"So, are we going to do this now, or do you need time to get prepared?" she shoots the question at you from across the table in such a sassy way she reminds you of your sister for a moment.
"I could ask you the same question," you fire back; ready to turn up the heat at a moment's notice. "Do you do call-outs or are you an established hostess?" |