Going Nowhere Fast
CHAPTER 1 The bitch, thought Freddie Johns. The young woman he’d banged overnight was no longer beside him. He felt the sheets and they were cold but then she’d been cold. She wasn’t in the bathroom and he checked his pants thrown on the floor and sighed. His wallet had gone. God what’s the chances of connecting to a woman these days that you could perhaps like? All the good ones were married and those who couldn’t land a guy were just out to screw guys. He grinned, thinking of Carol’s...