Chapter 26

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"What type of girl are you?"

"What type do I look like?" she snapped. He was purposely edging her into a verbal conflict.

"A sixty dollar whore?" With that he placed another twenty on top of the other two.

She looked down at the money, then back up at him. Deciding to play his game she said, "Can't you find someone else to bother?"

"I'd much rather bother you."

"I don't like you. I don't like anything about you."

He leaned on the counter and lit a cigarette. "Feelings mutual, but a man's got needs and right now I want to finish what you started behind that garage."

"There's nothing to finish."

He took a long drag on the cigarette giving her a skeptical look. "Rumor has it, for a good time, I can come in here and set some bills on the counter and you'll take me somewhere private and show me what a real woman can do."

"I wouldn't give you a good time if you paid me a hundred dollars. I told you I don't do that."

"Then who does?"

"The other girl's, I guess. I don't and I won't with you."

"Is it just me or do you give your favors out to all those black men that come strutting up in here to pester you."

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