Something

Sofia was delighted. She was never going to ‘shop’ Paolo. She really liked him, his naivety, his good looks, his... something. He was a thug, no doubt, but he had some strange kind of wired-in honour.

And here she was, the owner of a spectacular diamond... and for what? Nothing really. Sex with this boy really was nothing to her... or rather it was something, something rather fun. A youthful energetic romp was just the way to toast their deal. But she wouldn’t be too keen, like the last disastrous time.

“Well?” Paolo asked.

“You’ll have to beg, Paolo!”