“Are you the receiver?” I asked, and she gave me a curt nod. “Then, yes. I’m here with your goods.”
I quickly walked to the back of the car, and as I did, I took another discreet glance at those long and straight legs.
Opening the trunk, I took out the box disguised as fruit—or maybe it was fruit?—and brought it to the woman.
Strangely enough, the woman did not reach out to accept it. Instead, she glanced at the tape on the box before smiling at me.
I had to say, she was quite a charming woman. Even though she was a bit older than my type, just one smile was enough to blow me away.
“Thanks. Your work is complete for the night. Come back again next time, same as tonight, and if you do well, then I’ll make sure you’re paid handsomely.”
After saying that, the woman walked back to the c
