After weeks of frequent visits to the restaurant, I was familiar to Bruce and all his workers. He takes care of my foods and cooks me his best dishes.... Whenever he was free, he chatted with me and we had drinks together. One evening, he said, he would like to introduce some ladies to me as he saw that I was always alone. He told me that some of his regular ladies customers were lonely and in needs of companionship. After they had tasted his foods, they would come back again. He was so honored to. He took a deep breath, almost getting high on a faint scent she'd imprinted on her seat. It was a warm musk, neither particularly smelly, nor intense, but a faint fruity aroma, probably from a body lotion or skin cream.“Did you drop something?”Adam quickly reacted, looking up and pretending he'd just picked his phone off the floor in a not at all convincing way. It was one of of Meg's girl friends, teasing him.“Yeah, yeah, got it now,” he responded with an awkward chuckle, hurrying out of. The NL Central was the same as it had been for a decade, despite the loss of Houston to the American League. The Cardinals were at the top. Pittsburgh and Chicago were at the bottom. Cincinnati and Milwaukee were somewhere in between. The Cardinals had all but wrapped up the division by late August. They held a 10-game lead over the Reds and Brewers, which seemed to swap second place on a daily basis. Whoever wound up there at the end of the season was the odds-on favorite to claim the second. The woman lightly smiled and blushed and she resisted for while when Katya French-kissed her. The introducer whispered something in her ear and, pinching her nipple, motioned her to leave. Francesca was openly crying, watching her poor girl forever ruined but still clearly alive. Her breath was regular and her smeared face in peace, like a state of bliss, her eyes closed and her hands over her little cones. She knew she was probably drugged and her pain limit was very high, but it didn’t.