Chapitre 15: Chapter 15

“I-I’ll give you a nice discount for all this, you know,” I stammered.

“I appreciate anything you can do, of course, but it’s not necessary. I mean, you have to make a living, right?”

“Sure. Nevertheless…”

“Now, let’s talk beds.”

“Huh?” My dick once again came alive with the prospect of getting fucked into eternity, or slamming into him until he erupted all over me. I wondered what Bertie would do if I dragged Gray up to my apartment for a session of rowdy and raucous sex. I could picture her perched on a ladder, one of her ears actually extended from her head and pressed like a stethoscope against the white-washed ceiling. “An actual—”

“Bed. Yeah. You know what those are for, don’t you?” There came that cocky smile again, reemphasizing my sexual notions. “The place where you sleep, among other things.” His grin widened. “I saw something up front that may just be to my liking.”

“Are you talking about that—?”