Chapter Sixteen
Wearing his movie star sexuality like a suit of clothes, Georgio arrived with flowers at nine o’clock the next evening.
A lock of his golden hair dangled down his forehead, and his eyes peered up through it seductively. His jeans were tight across his crotch and ass; and Caroline could see his muscles rippling from beneath his white silk shirt. While she waited patiently for her customers to finish their shopping, her suitor leaned against her front desk, looking deliciously charming, winking at her like the scoundrel he was. As she listened to the prattling conversation, trying to be gracious, Georgio kept drawing her attention away with a charming smile that suggested s*x. When he began playing with his c**k through his pants, it was too much to bear!
Georgio was the k
