A long flight.
Benedict The woman at the airport was very forthcoming. I purposely turned on my charm. I was posing as a businessman looking for my partners who were a bit ahead of me on our travels. " So Carly, you see I hate eating alone. It would be so nice to have some company tonight at Emeralds." I stroked her hand softly as I looked into her blue eyes. She was a young thing and looked to be very new at her job. I looked down at our hands as I stroked hers. I could see her melting. " So, dinner?" I asked her. She cleared her throat and nodded. " Mr. Campbell your flight leaves at 8pm. You sure there is enough time for us to have dinner?" She giggled as she printed my ticket for me. I removed my designer gold rimmed sunglasses and made sure she got a good dose of my cologne. " I c
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