Y/n puts the money on the table looking at Mickey with contentment.
- What? - he asks confused.
- Work - I sit on your lap.
- Are you like the fucking gay hooker? - he kiss my neck.
- Maybe. Think of me as your personal sexy stripper - gasp.
Y/n puts the money on the table looking at Mickey with contentment.
- What? - he asks confused.
- Work - I sit on your lap.
- Are you like the fucking gay hooker? - he kiss my neck.
- Maybe. Think of me as your personal sexy stripper - gasp.