Book3:WereMyDreamIs

boss…”Themaninredresumedhisgenialexpressionaontosay,

    “Sinceyouarehere,IwanttotellyouthatIamquittingmysexbusiness.Iherebyreleaseyoufromyourtractwithme.Youarenolongerboomeandarefreetodowhateveryoulike.”Thered-hairedwomancouldnotfullyuandtheimportoftheman’swordsbutthefatmandidandjumpedouthappily.HebowedagainandagaintothemanshecalledBossandsaid,

    “Thankyou.Thankyou.Itseemsthatyouarenotgoingtocutoffthatthiweehankyou.Thankyousomuch.”Themaninredgredathimthreateninglysaying,

    “What?Soyouhadheranddidnotpay?”Thefatmanrealizedtootethathehadgothimselfintohotwatersandquicklyexpined,

    “Yessir…Yessir…That’strue…ButIdidnotdoitonpurpose…MywalletwasstolenbysomeoIdidnotrealizeitatthetime.Iprom