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The next day, Score was up and out an hour earlier than usual. From the laundry room, Shyla heard the elevator and assumed Beeks and Fish were arriving. They didn’t arrive. No one did. Left with a full pot of coffee and no one to feed, Shyla sought out Score only to find his bedroom empty.
If he couldn’t be in the same room as her, she wondered what her role would be going forward.
All was not yet lost. The decision she’d made the previous night gave her cause to be optimistic rather than downhearted. Up until the moment of her confession, their night had been going the right way.
Score had one problem with her, her lack of experience, and that was something she could remedy.
Later that day, Shyla sat in the pool lounge in her bikini top and sarong considering how she might go abou
