Looking down at my watch I bit back a curse. If there was one thing that truly pissed me off it was having my time wasted. I didn’t need another waitress. The only reason I’d agreed to interview the one who was now ten minutes late was as a favor to Kera. She was my most reliable stripper. I rewarded those that deserved it. She was always on time, didn’t do drugs, and kept her personal shit off my dime. Don’t think that meant I gave a shit for her personally. I didn’t mix business and feelings. Ever.
A timid knock on the door was met with my growl. “Enter!” Ten minutes late, I looked at my watch again. This better be Anya and she damn well needed to be everything Kera credited her with. This job didn’t require much. A sexy body and some semblance of common sense. The gorgeous, leggy blonde entering my office struck pay dirt on the first requirement.
“I’m Anya. Kera’s friend? You must be Sin. I was told you’d be expecting me?”
She could speak well. Her rushed sentences showed nervousness, but her baby blue eyes seemed focused. I took a full inventory of the tempting little package before me. The hard dicks would eat up this sweet looking babe. Her face was angelic. A cloud of golden curls fell over her shoulder to her tiny waist. I wasn’t immune. My cock twitched.
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