Chapter 403

"You know, there was a time when, if you said that, it would mean that you were doing nothing but fucking for money," I said.

"I’m in management now," Jess said jokingly and with a laugh. She had transitioned to maybe one or two appointments per week at most. She only saw very trusted and lucrative regulars.

We pulled up to the St. Regis and headed straight for our room. The concierge had checked us in and simply passed us the key. There were two bottles of Champagne on ice waiting for us. I popped one while Jess turned over the entire baggie of cocaine onto the glass coffee table.

"Not fucking around, huh?" I observed.

"I miss this," she said, immediately getting to work chopping the powder and cutting lines. "You and me and a ton of blow with nothing to do but fuck and suck."

She took a break to pull off her summer dress, leaving herself completely nude. I looked at her hungrily, focusing especially on