CHAPTER 59.
FAKE NURSE.
~ASHLEY POINT OF VIEW~
I narrow my eyes, and I see the next girl. She’s almost the same height as Gemma—a brunette with tacky, ugly purple hair trying to match her wack makeup. I don’t say a word; my eyes just sweep over her body from head to toe. She’s also in panties and a little bra, tight enough to hold her small t**s together.
She has a smirk on her lips. I can tell from a mile away they’ve been waiting for this moment. I look through the hallway—no one seems to be passing or coming this way. Perhaps they’re not wrong; it’s a closed area for now. But I have to meet Riley either way.
“Oh, this b***h doesn’t hear shit.” Gemma lets out a short laugh, turning to the girl with ugly purple curls. “Maybe you speak Spanish for her. She might hear that.”
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