Burning essence hit their noses and made Samuel choke a bit. They looked around at the over-decorated living room that was dark because the curtains were drawn. Candles burnt everywhere and the Gypsy décor was overwhelming.
“Sit down,” the old gypsy lady gestured towards a sofa, smiling.
‘Please don’t take off your clothes,’ Samuel repeated over and over in his head, making Luke chuckle.
Luke swallowed his chuckle when the old gypsy lost her smile.
“My price might be too high. You have your own pack, right? A traveling one?” The old lady questioned, looking at their biker attire and helmets.
“Correct,” Luke said, wondering what it matters.
“We know what the price is; s*x or should I say sperm?” Samuel interrupted.
“I am way too old for that nonsense, and I don’t need a man to satisf
