It was her turn to appear scandalized. She was not looking for me to be willing. Negotiating shoving my d**k in Klaus Mikasa wasn't on my year's bingo card, either. But it was all theoretical anyway.
No hurting me." She had stood up a finger for every rule, counting them out on her hand and starting with her thumb. "No audience, you always wear a condom—I am never getting pregnant again—and we'll have to be exclusive.".
I nodded. That's not a problem. I'd been a huge p***y lover in my old gigolo job, and I just wasn't up for variety. If anything had been true about that job, it was that a p***y was a p***y.
I enjoyed the hypocrisy of the situation. I'd been paid to pretend to date all manner of individuals when I worked in my old gigolo job, and now I'd be paying someone to pretend to d
