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Prologue
Of course I’d be running late for themonth
I scrambled to check myself in the mirror The makeup was a thinly veiled hack-job, and ae and proper representation… but I knew that I didn’t have the time to prepare myself any better
At least my makeup covers the bases
It wasn’t going to win me any awards
But I’d leave a good enough impression
With a slice of toast between my teeth, I quickly darted down the stairs and hopped in my ancient piece of junk Honda No ti I could touch up ht…of which I anticipated there would be several because, you knoas running late, and why the fuck wouldn’t there be red lights all the way there
Twisting the keys in the ignition, I listened as the engine sputtered to life and ignored the obnoxious chiht – the constant death knoll was ritual by now
Moments later, I was on the road, a cavalcade of excuses and apologies whirling throughto say to the others when I arrived
Forty-five hts later, I finally pulled to a halt in the parking garage, six floors above where I needed to be I raced to the elevator, frantically punched the button, and rode it down the chasm towards the lobby It was only halfway down that I realized I probably could have slipped down the stairs faster
The Marines’ banquet was already starting by now, probably All eyes were going to be on me as soon as I walked in
Fantastic
As I stepped out into the lobby, evading eye contact with absolutely anybody, I h the doors and toin procession around our portly, iaze fell down upon me
“Now, if you’ll excuse me…I need to speak with one tardy Clara Campbell”
Everyone’s gaze fell on me, and I felt small
“You’re late,” Arnold toldme aside Even with his whispered tone, I could see the others judging ht I could count on you to never be late Where’slady”
“I’ain Traffic was–”
“Don’t let it happen again,” he cut me off
I nodded quietly, knowing that there would be no further discussion All those half-hearted explanations in my head fell to the wayside, and I knew that he didn’t care to hear a single syllable
Arnold castto the others, who collectively pretended to be occupied with their own devices
“Very well then Places, everybody!”
I grabbed a drink tray
Oh Wait You thought I was going to be in the banquet, didn’t you?
Nope
I‘ overto take the ar a nice dress, although I did have a fetching black bow tie beneath my collar
I bitterly adjusted my bow tie and waistcoat
That’s right
I’ staff
This was my place in life My role was to work in the trenches while other people got the nice, gla behind the scenes andon beneath our careful, manufactured smiles and in hidden corridors around the event rooms
Spreading crisp, flawless tablecloths over ancient, folding wooden tables…
Stepping through concealed staff entrances into dank, filthy hallways, refilling ice pitchers and returning mountains of discarded plates…
Lining up in an assembly line of servers around a massive kitchen – e black trays of carefully plated entrees…
I saw the muck behind the charm
It was my job to make sure they never did
I’d never be the beautiful princess, or the intrepid reporter, or the estee-class server, part of a freelance banquet and bartending crew that rounded out local hotels, sports ga more than that just wasn’t the world that was in front of me
Or so I thought
Chapter 1
“That’s right, love Just like that Makeknob sith pride”
My strong fingers threaded deeper through her curly hair Her full, rounded lips hungrily bobbed up and down on id scepter Of course, she couldn’t take it all in, even with her professed lack of a gag reflex – which we both knew by now had been a complete lie
They never could
It occurred to me, as I forced her to suck me down deeper, that I didn’t quite remember her name She was just some quick draw from the club, a pretty face that went red with pleasure the ht my rich accent I knew she couldn’t reain by the end
They always did
Even if the English thing didn’t drop their knickers, the ex-le usually pried even the most resilient ankles apart
The combination?
Killer
It just so happened that I was also going to be the predominant heir to the esteemed
Carlyle Fortune Fortunately, I hadn’t needed to lean on that one to drop a pair of slickened panties just yet, but it always helped speed along the process
“Oh baby, coit, cradlingme valiantly with the other “Come in my mouth, babe I know you want to”
“Wrong”
She looked up at me, confused
“When I cu pussy of yours”
I flipped her backwards on the bed, cliet comfortable, and I slid her ankles apart with my own Within seconds, a condom was torn free froly overcock
“Oh God…” she whispered
I pressed my lips to her neck “Quiet now”
Firuided it where it needed to go I knew that her pussy had been ready since thecock