Fifty shades of ORANGE

'"Fuckin' Mexicans!" He screamed as I tugged at his toupee as it dripped in fake tan. "Oh yes, deport me! Deport me all you want," I moaned as he dragged the toupee across my back. '
(Extract)

It was my first year working as a mistress and I was so excited to know who I was going to work for. I had been given clues but I just couldn't figure it out. There have been rumors that I was going to be his 666th mistress, the previous mistresses have quit for multiple reasons which had just made me more curious.

"That double chin had doubled my standards."

"That fake tan worked as well as lube."

Those were things that the previous mistresses have said about him which had just made my mouth water. It has intrigued me even more.

I was given one clue that had his name at the tip of my tongue.

'Republican'

I was so excited...