Charli
At 7:45 I stepped from the suite with my head held high. Nox left me five one-hundred-dollar bills, and while my plan was to save every penny, that wasn't starting yet. Instead of going to the spa appointment, I used my time wisely, walking to a few different stores, purposely avoiding the higher-end clothing. Nox may have said I wasn't a cheap w***e, but he purposely made me feel that way. I intended to deliver.
The off-the-shoulder skater dress was perfect—red and barely reaching the middle of my thighs. It was too short to follow Nox's directions. I wasn't obeying anyway. One more violation wouldn't matter. Near the back of the store, I found a cheap gold armband that added to the illusion. Determined to avoid everything lying upon the king-sized bed, I found some strappy pate
