Chapter Thirteen
The Odd Couple in Room 210
“Margo here’s a real piece of work. A genuine nympho, aren’t you Babe?” The elegant, cool woman in the creamy sundress, kept her proud chin high but averted her eyes, turning to scan the horizon, as though she might remain oblivious to the humiliating words that were burning her ears. “It’s really easy to get her worked up, and once she’s all
hot and bothered, the b***h’ll be all over you,” he confided leaning over the table. “I mean, she’s a fuckin’ animal. Can’t get enough of it.”
Petra sat stiffly upright on the edge of the padded booth; a uniformed waitress in a pert ponytail, invited to sit for a moment as her customers finished their breakfast coffee. Sitting down with guests was frowned on at Dreamchasers, of course, but Joey, the mana
