. for my own professional protection, you understand."Boss Carl stopped in his tracks. This woman was different! So, he thought grimly to himself, she...was parrying his every attack. In that case, he decided, he might as well move on with all possible haste. He pulled a thick wallet from his trenchcoat pocket and produced a one-hundred dollar bill."Will this be sufficient?" he asked gruffly."Five-hundred," she snapped coldly.Boss Carl was genuinely impressed. He knew that a cheap street whore. I can say that she was so happy to see me. This time, I am seeing her without any ornaments on her body and was so simple. She informed that she has to get ready to take the baby to the hospital. Her husband will come to hospital from office and they will get back home together.I told her that I will drop her to the hospital in my car as I am going in that way. She asked to wait for 15 minutes to get fresh up and ready. After some time, I heard some weird mild sounds from her room.. You dressed professional but also wore those bright red high heels that you knew he would look at, then would follow your sexy legs up and hopefully get his imagination going. He called you earlier than you thought. You confused him by saying don’t knock on the door until the blinds up stairs are pulled to the side. You knew what you were doing but he didn’t. Once your husband left you ran upstairs with excitement. Hoping the day was going to go the way you. ”“So you don’t have fantasies about me anymore?”“I didn’t say that,” she said.“So you do?”“I shouldn’t admit it. It will be hard on you if I do.”“I’m not sure it could be any harder than it is,” he said. “I see you every day, and every day I want to scream that you’re mine.”“My fantasies still aren’t as well-developed as yours,” she said.“I’d still like to hear them.”“If I do, you’ll probably just need to ... go ... again.”“I already need to go again,” he said, without any trace of.