The Making Of A Gigolo 13 Misty ComptonChapter 8
The house was dark when they went in. “Where is everybody?” she asked. Mirriam and the twins had left before she and Bobby had, and she’d assumed they’d be home by now. “They’re probably over at Prudence’s,” he said. “They play cards on Friday night, as a rule.” “Oh,” she said, sounding disappointed. “I was looking forward to that massage you were talking about.” “Well, then, go lie down and we’ll get right to it.” “What?” She looked at him as he turned on a light. “Who’s going to do...