19While driving to her office, Kate glanced across the front seat at her purse a half dozen times, smiling and wondering if Harry had given Zeke a wad of hundred-dollar bills to put inside as payment for her s****l services the past eighteen hours or so.
She was sure it must be something else, probably just a sweet note. But a thousand dollars just then would’ve been appreciated, since Sasha’s graduation expenses were mounting, and Kate would need to wait at least a few more weeks for her commission on the sale of the Olsen house to Harry.
As she turned into the vast shopping complex where Parsons & Sheffield Fine Properties had its building, she suddenly felt a tiny movement inside her vaginal canal. Dammit, Zeke! she thought. She parked and checked her phone. Sure enough, there was a t
