Veronica scrunched up her face as she looked down at Dillions naked body.
She smirked. "So let me get This Straight.....I paid money. My HARD WORKING MONEY. To have sex with your ass?" Veronica said pointing her finger at Dillon before laughing.
"HAHAHA!" Veronica laughed as she threw her hands up and walked away from Dillon.
"So you're a prostitute?" Veronica stopped and asked. Turning around her half naked body.
"K no." Dillon said sitting up in the bed. "Dont ever compare me to such a thing. Prostitutes live off the little $200 dollars they get from sex. I don't have to have sex with you, I can simply accompany you and give you company and 'love'" He said in air quotes.
Veronica rolled her eyes as she stepped closer to Dillon.
"So what am I supposed to pay you?" Veronica asked.
Dillon took the bed sheet off his body and exposed his large partner.
Veronica bit down her lip hard as she stared at Dillons dick.
Dillon smirked as he got up, making his dick bounce. He walked towards Veronica, making their bodies touch. Dillons dick grazed against Veronicas leg, making Veronicas body shiver.
Dillon reached in and kissed her neck.
"This one's on the house" He whispered before stepping back and grabbing his clothes from Veronicas hard wood flooring.
He slipped on his jeans before putting his t-shirt over his head.
He smirked one last time before he left the room.
Leaving Veronica speechless.
Veronica sat down on her bed, processing everything that just occurred in the past 24hrs.
After some time of processing she got up, taking a shower.
She let the lukewarm water beat her back and she exhaled.
After showering and doing her hygiene, she got dressed in white v-neck and her grey nike pants.
She walked down her stairs as she entered her kitchen.
She went into the fridge, figuring what to eat for breakfast.
She looked down and grabbed her omega-3 eyes.
She went and placed them on the table and she noticed something unfamiliar on it.
"Dillons Escort Services" The card read.
Veronica put her hand on her chin, figuring out whether or not she should keep the card or throw it out.
She rolled her eyes, placing the card in her Micheal Kors bag.
"I know this will come handy" She mumbled.
She went back to the table, grabbing the eyes before heading back to the stove.
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