Chapter 363. Honourable Lowlife

“What could be the delay?” she wondered as she paced about the uncompleted building. “What could be delaying them?” she thought in agitation as she thought of various scenarios that could have happened that could cause this unwanted delay. If it were any other person now, she might worry that he had reneged on their agreement, but this was Rosco.

Not only was Rosco a sure guy; he was tested and trusted. He had texted her earlier to inform her that the deed had been done and they were on their way. She replied that she would meet them there and deliberately waited for an hour more so that the hussy would squirm and sweat more. She came to their assigned place for a meet-up with the assurance that she would be there, wailing and begging for mercy as she promised to give them heaven and earth if they so desired.

She intended to make her beg more while she hid and enjoyed her torture. The slut. She wanted to see her get to the lowest point ever. She wanted her to taste what hum