Alejandro
I dragged my necktie down a bit, leaning backwards into my chair, with my eyes shut. Today has been a lot, but the images of Catalina wouldn't stop flashing through my mind, and before I could hold back, my face heated up.
Although it seemed rather weird, I didn't want to see her tonight. The stylists would definitely do a good job preparing her, they always do, and although I never admit it, Catalina is one pretty damsel.
Do eyes, small pink lips, porcelain skin, and her physique? It's simply perfect; the ideal slim thick.
“Jandro, what are you doing?” I shook my head, as if that would take thoughts of her out of my mind and to my surprise, it did.
The sharp ringing of my phone snapped me back to reality fully, checking the Caller ID, it was the secret agent I hired.
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