She could obviously see the surprise on my face because she broke out in a mild laugh. “Good?” She asked. “But… you sent me that message about leaving, and I couldn’t stop thinking about you going away with someone else. I opened my mouth to say something, and she reached up and placed a finger on my lips. “You said I didn’t fight for you last time,” I said, trying my damnedest to keep from tearing up. Then she looked away and said, “I’m sure you’ve already compromised your morals now that you’re so rich.”
My thoughts immediately went to Bobbi, and there was a small throb of guilt somewhere in the back of my mind. “We can’t have cooperation without a social agreement to respect each other.”
“‘I won’t hurt you if you don’t hurt me,’” I suggested. She retrieved the ladle from me and laid it in the pot. “I know she does, too.”
“What happened to her?”
I recalled passing her around to my friends and then fucking her while she ate out my sexy little assistant, but I wasn’t sure how hardcore this girl was yet, so I simply said, “I hired her to clean my apartment.
