Stepping out of the liquor I saw him. He had a pin stripped suit and leather shoes. The type of man who would blow a grand and not even think about it five minutes later. He was perfect. Now all I had to do was hook him. Hook, line and sinker of coarse.
He had blondish brown hair and blue eyes. A nice built body under the suit it seemed. A little bit pudgy around the waist but I wasn't looking to marry him, just rip him o... err I mean earn enough to make my life cushy.
I sashayed up to him and bit my lip. There were circles under his eyes and his face was pale. Yet even though his stomach was pudgy he was skinny in his arms and neck.
Hook, line, sinker, hook, line, sinker... I thought. Standing close to him I stuffed my hands into my pockets and asked, "Hey... Are you looking for some fun?" I winked and smirked some. I finally realized that he was carrying a bag, one that had bottle tops sticking out of it.
He nodded. Which only made me smile. I had to fight just to make myself not jump up and down. he was good looking, not excellent but good. He finally nodded after a few moments. I suppose he was thinking. I smirked and bowed my head, "lead the way.." This kind of stuff wasn't true to the law, so hiding was where it was going to have to be.
He led me to a car and opened it, I swallowed hard then walked to it and hopped in. Then he got onto the other side and opened the door. The car was nice. Not as nice as i expected, but still decent. He slipped in then turned it over and put it into gear. Somewhere i had hoped he had a driver, he seemed that important.
I then got a very cold chill in the pit of my stomach... what if he wasn't rich? What if he was leading me to his house so that he can trap me there. I had yet to think about this and yet we were driving down the road. It only took 45 minutes before we pulled up to a house. After I curled up I was able to see what his home looked like. And I gasped... |