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Bourbon On The Rocks #146


I couldn’t quite figure out what was going on and I didn’t want to jump ahead of myself. I stepped into the suite, of which the main room was bigger than my entire apartment.

Rose directed me to a red velvet love seat. I sat down.

“Now, there’s no need to be nervous, Mr. Randall. Would you care for a drink?” she asked.

“No, I’m good, thank you.”

“Why don’t you tell me what you’re interested in?”

“I wanted to ask you a few questions.”

She smiled, “One of those, huh?”

One of those? What the hell?

“Okay. Ask away.”

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