Don t Shoot the Messenger Chapter 1
Julie Goddard stepped out of the shower needing to be fresh. She sprayed a little of her favourite perfume and allowed herself a moment to settle. She took a swig of coffee and picked up a slip of paper from the chair in her dressing room that doubled as an office.She scanned the printed text message. It had been such a clever idea, and it worked every time; get the client to text what they want; you get their phone number and you avoid all those awkward conversations. If they want bondage,...
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