Valerie
“What a frustrating night,” the host was saying. “How dare she come here asking for a trade. And someone’s pitiful pet, no less. I pay fine coin for your company, I expect to leave satisfied.”
“Oh, Jeffrey, my love,” cooed a female voice from inside. “You worry too much. Everything’s alright. I’m all yours for the night. And I always make sure you leave satisfied, don’t I?”
There was a beat of silence, like perhaps the host’s temperament was beginning to cool. A smile laced his voice as he said, “Of course, my sweet. Always satisfied.”
Then came a low, sensual chuckle. The sound of giggling and kissing. And then all those noises slowly devolved into deep gasps, and lingering moans.
I pinched my nose, feeling the rise of heat on my face again. The overwhelming urge to giggle un
