I can’t get her out my mind, my clients bestfriend. They’re always together college, gym, everywhere. Seeing her dance with other men just made my blood boil. But I couldn’t let her know, she thinks I hate her.

As my client and I got to the club she was already smoking and drinking. As we approach the table I stood next to my client as she took a seat. “Aren’t you too young to be in this club?” I ask my clients bestfriend