ighteen now, I remind myself. That may not have been enough to get me out of this function, but I
eyes running over me in a slow sweep, no dou
d says, walking into the roo
" my mom says, walkin
be silly, honey. She looks beautiful, and this is a great opportunit
h turn their eyes to me like all their future
ve to go or we're going to be late. You k
r side of town. I look out the window and watch the mansions pass by, thinking about what a load of shit all this is. All these fake people living inside their massive houses are all just for show anyway. I mean, even my parents are full of shit. My dad has cheated on my mom so many tim
sion in front of me. Wow, compensate much? I almost start laughing but manage to bite it back. Now is not the time for inappropriate penis jokes.
is staring at me with pale blue, watery eyes and I start to regret my dress decision, especially when he places a hand on my back and c
that you're eighteen, I'd like to talk to you about a business opportunity." He pa
rumors that he likes to hire young women to work for him and that it's an absolute nightmare for those poor girls. He h
be missed in this large of a group, so as discreetly as I can, I slip down the hall. I don't know where I'm going. I just know I
brain to catch up and process what I'm seeing. There's a tall man in a black tux with very broad shoulders next to one of those standing jewelry boxes that I cannot imagine ever having enough jewelry to fill. He's opening drawers and deftly running his glo
ements are graceful, though, and I can't help but think that he looks like a boxer, so strong and
are pressed in a tight line. This probably isn't the best time for my pussy to remind me that I never did get to cum earlier, but it happens all the same. I feel a warmth run throu
a nervous laugh. "Sorry. I'll just let myself out and pretend I didn't see anything, and you can
s, and for some ungodly reason,
yway, right? And Mr. Colfax is a complete pe
on his heist had not been in the plans for tonight. We stand there staring at one another when the sound of footsteps coming down
I instinctively getting closer to the bad guy, looking to him for p