Chapter 72. Exquisite

ZHIVARGO

She had the most exquisite eyes I'd ever seen, and I fell deep inside them sitting there, drinking liquor back-to-back, and listening to her talk about her views of the world, her ambitions, and her interest in high fashion.

I concluded that she dreamed big, but never woke the fuck up to make it happen. She invited me back to her room and I told her to go ahead, and I'd meet her there. 

She hadn't realized that her mentioning of a hotel contradicted her rushing home to her mother story. She'd lied to me, but it was all good. She wanted the dick, and I was going to pipe her down like her toilet sprung a leak.

I didn't follow hoes anywhere, especially with paparazzi out in full force trying to snap pictures of me.

I told her to go without me. I'd get there when I get there.

Kissing my cheek, she slipped the two hundred bucks I gave her into her bra and winked at me.

"See you soon."

"Make sure that kitty purring for Daddy."<