Chapter 33Angela
I stayed angry.
I felt like such a fool for allowing myself to believe such a silly little fantasy. I’d looked at all the evidence available and drawn completely erroneous conclusions. I paid her to get me off. She had a boyfriend, and after the only time we had s*x she just left without so much as message to explain why. Of course, she would, why on earth would she stay? After all, I didn’t pay her to cuddle me.
I was angry at myself, not her. She was just doing her job, and she did do it very well. She faked it perfectly. I reckoned that was all part of the act to get your customers to a speedy orgasm, saving time and ensuring a loyal client base.
I also stayed hurt.
It had felt so convincing though. I had completely accepted it. I resolved to not make that mistake
