~And so much love called on~

                                                          Chapter 100

                                          ~And so much love called on~

Gradually the door to the private room creaked open and unveiled a micro-skirt, hot-thighs, pale-skinned, lady whose face was masked with the broader pages of the news paper she was reading at the time. She was Lucy; the same lady of easy virtue that left her G-string in his pocket some days ago.

"We meet again," her cold crisp voice said, her hand removing the newspaper from her face to reveal a heavy make-up looks.

"Lucy, you again," Mr. Fanny yelled with his cold surprised stare shooting at her.

She crossed her inviting distracting thighs legs, tossed away the newspaper and slid out a cigar from her bag, but Mr. Fanny interrupted hastily.

"Heh, heh," he charged and added, "No smoking in my presence." His quarrelsome eyes said it better.