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The Love Of Money - Episode 51
27-07-25 (06:14)
does this work? What keeps you from ratting me out?"
She put her hands on her hips and cocked her head
slightly to the right. "Client/attorney privilege." The tone
of her words called me stupid.
"I didn't realize you went to law school," I said as I
turned and started looking around the suite. I hadn't
detected any signs of life in the suite and was starting
to wonder if Bobbi was even here. I entered the
bedroom to take a look.
"Didn't you interview me for a job this morning?" Erin
said,
"Fair enough," I called out as I emerged from the
bedroom, finding no sign of Bobbi. Erin was currently at
the bar, looking through the various bottles of liquor. "I
guess I got distracted by the picture you painted for me
earlier, I said as I headed for the bathroom.
imagine the dick-sucking you got from Bella probably
gave you brain fog too?"
"So sure of your theory, Sherlock?" asked. Bobbi wasn't
in the bathroom either.
"More like it was confirmed. Like said, Helen gave me
the full story. If I'd known how much you were worth,
I'd have gotten on my knees and sucked your dick too.
Nine-hundred billion? I assumed it was high nine digits."
"Does it change anything?" I asked as walked back into
the foyer of the hotel.
"For me? Hell no. Just makes me want to keep the job
all that much more. She turned, holding a crystal
tumbler with several fingers of brown liquid. "What are
you looking for?"
"Bobbi," I said as pulled out my phone and looked for
her new number in my contacts. I'd had a phone
delivered to the room after I left for her use with my
number already added as a contact "She was supposed
to come back this evening." I called her but got no
immediate answer.
After the fourth ring, it went to the canned voicemail
response that came default on a new phone number.
"Hey, Bobbi-" I started to say, and then got a call
waiting beep.
Bobbi was calling me back, so I switched over and said,
"Hey pet."
Erin's eyebrows rose at my tone and choice of words,
and she took a sip, hiding the rest of her reaction. I had
been too tired to play games, but the moment I saw
Bobbi's name pop up on my screen, sornething within
me snapped and I somehow found the energy to be a
dick.
"What do you want?" Her tone was flat and lacked any
of the malice she displayed yesterday, but it was still
jarring.
Something in my chest snapped at the curt words I
turned and started pacing toward the bedroom. "Where
the fuck are you?" 1 asked. My tone was full of venom.
There was hesitation on her end. "I called a friend on
the new
phone, and she picked me up. We did some shopping
and I got the pill like you asked. I feel a little sick, so
she said I could stay with her."
"What did you tell her about the situation?" My stomach
twisted at the possible answer to that question.
"Chill the fuck out. I just told her I was in a bit of
trouble and needed some help. I didn't say anything
else. She's cool."
"Okay," I said, suddenly feeling very tired and not in the
mood to put up with her bullshit. "But be back at work
tomorrow."
There was silence on the other end that went on for
several seconds. Then she finally said, "Okay."
She hung up before I could say anything else. I
considered calling her back but decided against it.
Again, it had been a long day and I just didn't have it in
me to go another round with Bobbi Nanford.
"It looks like Bobbi-*
Whatever I'd been about to say died instantly as I
turned and saw what was in my doorway.
Erin stood against the entrance into the bedroom in
nothing but an exquisite set of deep purple satin and
lace lingerie, and I got a good look at her body for the
first time. My mouth immediately went dry.
She was slender and feminine, with a tiny waist and
frame. Her arms and legs were lithe and appealing,
confirming that she had the build of a dancer or runner.
Her olive complexion appeared uniform across her
entire body, a testimonial to Middle Eastern or Indian
influence. I was rewarded with the view of her
feminine midriff, which displayed a subtle hint of her
abdominal muscles. 27-07-25 (06:14)
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