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Chapter Three

Lesley decided she'd do some sight seeing and shopping. I wanted to join her but I had to be in the office today because I needed to get my presentation ready for the new ferrari model I came up with. The presentation went great. The builders that helped build the first car liked the idea and they want to start as soon as I get back from london. It was a call conference. It was about 3 in the afternoon. I already called Lesley to see how she was doing. She was in a mall with a friends she ran into.

I exited the building and walked down the road where the door to the parking lot building was. I entered and took the elevator to the third level. As I was walking I herd grunting and moaning sounds coming from somewhere. Someone must be getting lucky. I kept walking towards my car. I could see it down the isle. I noticed the grunting got louder as I got closer to my car.

"Awww fück bïtch! That's it, sick it good!" What the hell? I reached my car and went to open the door. "I can't get a fück too?"the man asked and it sounded close. I turned around and looked down at the little sports car next to mine. I seen a girl in the passenger seat but I couldn't really see the guy. She looks familiar. I bent down to the window and knocked. The girl turned around a was shocked. I was shocked too. The girl from the flower stand. I hesitantly took a step back. "Drive!" She ordered him and he did so. Stabbing ths igniting with his keys and speesi mg off. Oh no you don't. I wanted to follow her. I got in my car and took off after them. So she is a prostitute. I shivered in my seat. How could someone so beautiful sell herself to men for money. The car to the a sharp left turn and I followed. I knew by the fifth turn they knew I was following them. They even sped up. I thought this could be bad. A police car could see us and then it'll turn into as high speed chase. I'm in a country I'm not familiar with. I don't want to get into any trouble but I couldn't let this girl out of my sight. I just want to talk. Mabe she thinks your a cop? I'm not a cop. Hoe is she suspose to know that? A girl that works in that..... type of business can't take nay chances. Trust is not a word they know. Well, as soon as get a chance to talk she'll see she had nothing to worry about.

I the car goes into a tunnel and right when I'm about to follow a old lady gets in my way and I swerve off the road. "Shït!" I yell and watch the sports car disappear into the tunnel. Luckily I pressed on the breaks before I crashed into something. I look ed at the old lady who was still crossing the street. Who let's their grandmother out in the cold, without a cane, when she can barely walk or see?! I got out my car and helped the old lady cross the street. "Im sorry for causing you to run off the road young man." She said. She was a nice old lady. "Im fine madam. Do you need a nice ride to where your headed?" She smiled. "Oh, such a gentlemen and nice, yes, of its not too much trouble" she answered. "Oh its not, I'd be honored to." I told her to wait and I go get my car.

I got her in my car and buckled her up. Then I drove off after I got in and started the ignition. "Where to ms?" "Call me Darleen" she waved her hand. "Ok, Darleen, where do you want to go?"I asked. "Just home, I want to get there in time before my grand baby." "How many grandchildren you have?" I asked making conversation. "Just one"

"Out of all your children?"

"I only had one" she said. "I had a son, he was my pride a joy" I noticed she said was. I didn't want to ask if he was alive so I brought something else up. "So are you from london or just live here?"

"It to from here, born and raised. I've never been outside of this country. You don't sound like me, where you from?" She asked. I told her I was from new York and that I was here for a business slash vacation. We talked more about the area and I asked good resturant she's been to and all that stuff. She said a resturant that wasn't too far from the hotel I was in. I would go there to try out there food.

"Is this it?" I asked looking at the small baby blue house by a lake. "Yes, thank you, you've been such a sweetheart" she said. She touched my cheek. It felt weird but I blushed. I opened her door for her and helped her out. I walked her to her door. "Thanks again" she said. "No problem. Have a bless day" I said.

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"So how's the boyfriend?" Lesley asked. Even though we haven't technically said that we are a couple she calls me her boyfriend and I call her my girlfriend. I walked into my hotel room and plopped on the bed. I spreader out and messed up the sheets. Lesley came sitting ontop of me but I pushed her off. I realize what I did and brought her back to me. "Eric, what's wrong?" She asked still take n back by my actions. "My head hurts" I said holding her hips. That was kinda a lie. I was just stressing out because I was this close to talking to that mysterious woman. Your not talking to a prostitute. I put the money whore thing behind me. I still wanted to know her for her. She just seemed so innocent to be doing that kind of work. A woman with beauty should be a model or actor or a wife to a billionaire. Not some cheap whore to waste away in the city streets.

"Well your not the only one. I've been hearing sex noises coming from down the hall. I can't believe no on hasn't complained about it yet." Sex noises....down the hall? I would have to look into that later. I had to get Lesley to sleep. I began grinding my hips to hers and she go the memo. We had rough sex and she let me fück her in the ass. That had her knocked out sleeping, which is what I wanted. I decided to do a little investigation since no one else was concerned about sex noises coming from the hotel room down the hall and the occasional yelling. And possible abuse.