BLACK MOON
After a few seconds, Stacy scampered to him and rested her head on his thighs and gently, he lifted his hand as he gently caressed her hair.
"What about you, Jason? What happens to BLACK MOON?"
Stacy asked expecting a positive response from him. Jason kept stroking her hair, his lips against each other. He leaned over and kissed her forehead. "I'm done, utterly done."
"Are you serious? Do you perhaps have a reason?" Stacy's cheeks heated at her question. She felt this chill through her veins, expecting her a minute from now to hear her name.
"I'm done because I'm bored. I want to do something else exciting, maybe join a club, focus truly on the business, have some leisure and all..."