In the Money Part 2

It’s been a year now and nothing. He seems sqeaky clean. Even my handlers given up on contacting me unless i actually find something worthwhile. After yet another boring social event i find myself posing in front of our bedroom mirror.

I feel his breath on the back of my neck.

“Your looked amazing out there tonight” he growls, sending shivers down my spine. His hands drift downwards, brushing against my waist as he fiddles with my zip.

“I know”

The hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

“Know what?”

“No need to play coy…Karen. I’m not angry” he murmers, his hand brushing my cheek ever so softly.

“You’ve become a far more acceptable partner than the previous harpy occupying that body of yours. Not that she’s a problem any more. Your fellow agents are particularly easy to pay off to handle unwanted problems.”

My mind screams at me to pull away, but my body acts on its own, my instincts moving me as the act i’ve played for too long takes over.

“What ever you say babe”.


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