Bethany
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Sample from Volume One
The ride is quick, and they pull up to the house before Bethany knows it. Marco makes a call, the garage door opens, and they pull inside. The Martin’s pride themselves on discretion.
Marco exits his door and opens hers. Bethany drops the coat since they are in a garage. “You ready?” Marco asks. “Let me see that card again,” she asks and reads the details from the card. “Yep, bring it on.” They open the door and enter the house. They walk into a kitchen and her clients are waiting. A man in his mid-fifties and his son, who looks to be in his mid-twenties. “Hi! I’m B, just the letter B. This is Marco; he is here for my security.” They shake hands with the clients. “I’m Richard, Rick. This is my son, Cole. It’s his birthday, twenty-four today, and you are his…present.” Bethany walks over to Cole and stands close to him. “You a virgin, Cole?” He nods up and down. The nerves bounce off of his body. “That’s fine. I’m here to fix that,” Bethany says. Cole is about five-eight and slight. Bethany can tell he probably spends his days in his room binge-watching sci-fi shows or immersed in role-playing video games. Bethany is only wearing a slinky baby doll negligee. She pulls the straps down and the nightie falls to a puddle around her stiletto-clad feet. Cole’s eyes are the size of saucers when he takes in her perfect naked body. She has perky tits, a tight ass, a small waist, and a fig leaf leading to her special place. The father clears his throat and Bethany glances at him. His eyes match his son’s; she can see that he wants to play. “Next time I come, I’ll do you both,” she says. “Don’t have that kind of time today.” |