“Johnny,” she repeated, my name sounding like honey in her mouth. “Won’t you come over and keep me company? I get lonely pretty easily.”
“I think I’ll just stand here,” I said, proud of myself for having resisted the beautiful woman with large, almond eyes and a lush mouth.
Rita gave an exaggerated sigh, her breasts heaving in such a way that told me she wasn’t wearing a b*a. “It’s your first time here, isn’t it?” she said, pouting.
When I didn’t answer, she continued. “It’s okay, I love first-timers.”
She rose from the bed and moved towards me. I tried to back away, tried to get to the door but once again, my feet betrayed me, standing their ground. “Mamita sent you to the right girl,” she whispered against my ear, her breath sweet and ticklish. She smelled of soap and baby powder and
