CHAPTER 3: Terry
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Terry held the door and Desiree sauntered past him into the room. She had a nice a*s but not as nice as Maggie’s. He gritted his teeth and followed her inside, closing the door behind him.
“Drink?” He walked to the bar.
“I take it, I get a little longer to decide?” She stared at his almost empty glass.
“Same. Until I finish my drink.” He grinned. “I may refill it as often as I like though.”
She laughed. “I’ll have a vodka rocks with lime, please.”
He nodded and poured the two drinks. He walked to a chair near the couch where she was sitting and handed her the glass. He sat, taking a sip of his own drink.
“So, back to my question.” She was relaxed on the couch in a pose that highlighted all her assets and she had a lot of them.
Her breasts were large and
