Pulling into the pub carpark, i hop out leaning against the door.
Theres something about 'Lord' that annoys me, not the fact that she is a street fighter although i hate their guts. Sure some street fighters have reasons but people who go to win money and have perfect lives should die.
Maybe its the fact she acts perfect, throwing punches and walking around like she owns the place.
I will admit, the girl has moves but something about her is so familiar but i cant put my finger on it.
Having to write a report by the end of the week about her is going to be difficult. Not knowing when her next fight is and having no clue on who she is or what she looks like, makes me think this job wasnt for me.
"Idiot" i whisper to myself "this job was picked for you because boss believes you can do it" i convince myself
Taking out my phone, i flick through photos i took from the fight. Multiple blurry pictures were taken which i punch myself for but there are a couple good ones
In one of the photos she looks directly at me, her eyes in full view.
Maybe i can get a eye tracker, see if her eyes match with anyone on record.
The other photos are just when her clothing shapes her body, looks like an hourglass figure, possibly a 12D in bra size and her legs are thin.
In all honesty if she wanted to bang id go for it, even without knowing what her face looks like because the way her clothes shape her body makes me think of Amarly and she gets me going.
Amarly, that slut. Probably off banging some old guy in an alleyway just to feel loved. Ill have to have some fun with her later.
Thinking of her strapped to my bed makes my boner twitch. She better be home early tonight or im going in rough, i think to myself.
Before going back into the pub i quickly message my mate zack asking him to do an eye tracker for $50 before sending it with the picture.
"Better get something" i say to myself.
Im about to walk in when a hand grabs me from behind "well well well...who do we have here?" I here a female speak.
"The names Max" i say turning around to be met with the local prostitute Emma.
"Was wondering if you wanted a free ride down south?" She whispered wrapping her arms around my shoulders.
Having a boner from thinking about Amarly, as she takes her hand feeling my crotch, her face tells me shes impressed- probably thinking shes the reason.
"Only if you blow the exhaust pipe first baby" i whisper into her ear.
She unwraps her arms from around my shoulders before taking my hand. "This way to my car" she says walking off with me.
Better than nothing i think before hopping into her car.
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Short chapter but they woll get longer as i get used to wrtitting
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