Chapter 44

“Sounds like I’m in the wrong business. This is quite entertaining,” Rhonda said, popping a strawberry in her mouth.

“I’m sure you’d have much better stories than me to share,” I said.

“Let’s see how this one pans out and maybe I’ll share one with you later.” She laughed.

“Would you like me to kneel up on the couch?” Lorraine asked.

“Sure.” I said.

She pushed her arse up, the G-string disappearing in her crack, so she looked almost naked, the hem just above her cheeks which were poking out from beneath. I can tell you, she looked hot. More like someone twenty-five than a young nineteen-year-old. She turned and the negligee slipped from her shoulder, exposing her breast. I snapped away furiously.”

“You didn’t,” Rhonda said. “You little devil.”

“Quite often it’s the shot’s they weren’t planning on which turn out the best.”

“If you say so,” she refilled our glasses.