decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
Jon agreed to that happily and the next day. And the one after that. And the one after that too until eventually they were officially seeing each other. She seemed to be doing okay with her sessions as far as he could tell but he’d had a big slip up a few nights ago when he’d been at the club house and a large shipment had come in that only he was around to handle so by the time she got to him before the meeting he was sitting on the bench shaking a little.
Carmen was cleaning off the bar top and getting the guys their beers as and when they needed them, keeping an eye on Clayton a little and smiling at him when he walked over to sit in front of her “How you doing papí?” She asked him gently, passing him a corona and got one for herself, leaning against the bar and smiling.
Carmen was cleaning off the bar top and getting the guys their beers as and when they needed them, keeping an eye on Clayton a little and smiling at him when he walked over to sit in front of her “How you doing papí?” She asked him gently, passing him a corona and got one for herself, leaning against the bar and smiling.