Easy Money 3
James texted me to say he'd be in town for the weekend, and asked if I wanted to meet up. The choice between working all day Saturday at the DIY store, or earning an easy two hundred for getting fucked took less than a micro-second, so I texted him back telling him we were on, then made a call to my boss. "I'm sick. Won't be in tomorrow." I could hear the disbelief in his voice, "What, again? Always at the weekend?" "I'm having my fucking period, you shit. You want me bleeding all over the...
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