Vincenzo

VINCENZO

I slipped into my PJ jacket, about to button up when a knock came through.

"Yes?"

"Vince, it's me."

I shut my eyes. I couldn't believe I was about to endure this again. I walked to the door and yanked it open.

"What…"

Before me was an almost naked Liliana. Her chest was bare except for the black patches that covered her nipples and pussy. Hanging from her shoulder was a tiny jacket.

"Hey—" her fingers swept across her boobs, attempting to peel off the patches— "can I come in?"

I snapped my eyes back to her, hating my tongue for growing dry. "No. Get lost."

A little frown puckered her brow, but it disappeared almost immediately. She took a step forward, slipping the jacket an inch off her shoulders.

"Come on. I want—"

"Do you know what they call someone who leaves her room naked to seduce someone? Puttana. Or as your American friends would say, a half-cent prostitute."

Her eyes popped. "What?"

"Get the fuck out of here. You don't want to push me."

She scoffed. "You