I bit my lip before looking up into those captivating eyes again. ‘I-I am so sorry, please, excuse me, I am so very clumsy.’ I said, as I tried t... push my self out of his arms, but he held me with a firm grip. ‘You are excused,’ he said as he smiled down at me. I was taken off guard when he did not release me like I had hoped he would, instead he held me tighter against him. ‘Uh, I beg your pardon, but do you mind to please…’ he cute me off before I had the chance to finish. ‘Have you just. His nostrils flared out like a horse. He continued to fondle her warm snatch, pushing his fingers as far as they would go between her lips. The fabric barrier annoyed him. “Look, you know what’s up Destiny. Do you want to go to jail or you want to home? This process can go real easy or real hard.” Swain took her hand and put it on his crotch. Destiny snatched her hand away as if it were burned. “Who do you think you are, Denzel Washingtion?” Destiny’s eyes went wide with anger and disbelief.. He pressed his thumb against the black band and spoke. "Mr. Johnson, Mr. Doe has arrived. Yes, I've already told him you won't be long. Yes, right away, sir." He released his thumb, then turned back to John. "Mr. Johnson will be right with you. I have to attend to something elsewhere, just stay here and wait patiently." Before John could say another word, Woodsworth was off through a set of double doors opposite the entrance, leaving him to his own devices in the center of the grand entrance. Unlike the previous girl, she removed her g-string but kept her knees together when she squatted in front of customers, seeking tips. Frank was given the first opportunity to tip her. He didn't use 'funny money', but instead, he placed a twenty dollar note under her garter, which brought him another big smile and a small kiss on the cheek as she whispered "thanks Frank" before moving around to each customer, pushing her garter towards the customer encouraging them to place their 'funny money'.