CALLIX
Yeah, she had a banging body. And it was accentuated in the slit skirt that she wore. Not that it showed any flesh, no. But it was sexy in a way. And she had a jacket ensemble on her upper half. Something made me go to the door and open it for her.
She stared at me for a moment. As if she hadn't been expecting that gesture.
"You don't get that much these days, do you?" I asked. "Being with a gentleman?"
She didn't say anything in response to that but walked into the house. "Where is my son?"
"Upstairs with a friend of mine," I said.
She turned to face me. And I noticed that she didn't use too much make-up. She was a brunette and the melanin on her skin made me believe that she was indigenous to Miami. "Is he held captive?" She asked.
"Captive for what? Do I look like I'm
