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Sweets missed Boom-Boom, but not as much as she knew he missed her. He was a good guy and took care of her, but whenever they got a free moment, all he wanted to do was f**k. He wasn’t bad at it and did his best to make sure she got off, even if most of the time she was pretending. If there was one thing having s*x for money taught her to do, it was to get good at faking it. The better she pretended, the more likely she was to have a repeat customer. Repeat customers were better than a bunch of randos. At least with the repeaters, she knew what to expect. The repeaters had specific needs she could cater to. The repeaters cared about her. Like she was a part of their sad little lives. It was the one-timers she had to worry about. The ones who appeared out of nowhere with their faces cov
