Chapter 4: The Naked Truth
Not that I don't love my job, but some assignments are easier than others. Some women are so nervous they don't know what to say. No problem, I just do all the talking. Some women insist I do all the things their rich husbands won't, then scream at me just like their husbands will. Some nights, I admit, the hangup is me. Some nights I don't feel as sexy or smart or charming as I should be. But every night, rain or shine, I am a professional.
With Gail, I didn't feel like a professional. I pushed her up against the elevator wall as it raced us to her room, just like the horny teenager I once was. I inhaled her lavender perfume. My lips caressed her throat, my teeth bit down.
"Ow!" she snapped. She grabbed me by the lapels and surprised me with her strength. She
