Candi stepped back and Sunshine walked over, straddling Pepper’s legs. Bob shrugged. Milf sex “Twelve hundred I think is what you agreed on with Lulu at the agency; eight hundred for the dancing and four for the show.”
Squirming in his chair, Bob whispered curiously, “The show?”
Shorty nervously pulled the Platinum Visa card out of his wallet, handing it to Sunshine. Candi just then noticed Boyd’s suitcase sitting in the kitchenette area of the hotel room. Candi thought Bob was a sweet guy and she had been entertained by his eager attitude. With their bags over their shoulders, they both walked into the lobby as if on a mission. “Oh yeah.”
She took the card and opened her bag, pulling out her cell phone with a card reader attachment, and scanned the card. “Hey, didn’t you hear the knock at the door?”
“Knock?” quizzed Bob. “Sure thing.”
The two girls started for the door.
