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I never gave a damn about the night after; it was a given they would come back for more. Hell, I had to fight them off me, which was why I had several arrangements with different women.
A single text or a phone call, and it was a done deal. They would make themselves available for me. I would end the transaction by leaving a thick envelope, appreciating silence and time. Still, there were rumors but nothing concrete, nothing that proved the reality of it all. It was good business. I got what I wanted; they got what they wanted, the end.
But now, now I'm worked up.
I'm can't quite grasp the situation I'm in. She's hot and cold. I don't know where the hell I'm standing. We had a lovely evening, a cold sandwich, a few glasses of wine, and now I'm being sent home. On a Saturday night, before midnight. Dismissed. I'm stunned really, I wasn't expecting her to be so blunt about it.
"Are you serious?" I'm tryin
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