Surrogate for an Impotent Billionaire

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ort, pot-bellied man in front of me. He was a regular customer at the flower shop

ked me out if I made him lose an important c

s-men. As of now, he sat at a stool close to the receptionist table

rn was the way he leaned too close that I clearly saw the fu

r, for the umpteenth time

is way. I'm just trying to help you. Believe me, I don't go

face, and body would want to waste away in a flower shop. Don't you hav

ouched. But, I do have ambitions and I'm working towards i

p you actualize it. Just give me your number, and leave everythin

number." I

ber. It's always directed to your work. I

't have another one."

I can get

concern, I don't

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to attend to. Once again, thanks for your patronage." I said, a

The woes of being pretty." Dana, my

good glare. Dana was also recently employed in the flower shop l

talking" I r

ifference between both of us. I've fucked

n't judge her, and never would. I knew there must be someth

ve to be that scu

ith the sales, and

Dana, what

kins, and for her to sleep wit

through me no matter how noncha

I pulled he

obbed, "Doctor says the surgery needs to be done

s I stroked her

hen it clearly wouldn't. I had slowly started to give up

ings will get bet

ana decided we would eat lunch, which was constant Ramen. S

e hospital before we parted ways. I walked bac

ay. I even thought of working at night, but I had to study. The ho

groaned fru

ly. If I could work hard enough to pay my debt to the hospital, an

ne, but I still decided to

e small house I lived in with my grandma b

d some men ho

use fr

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closely, then I caught a familia

cursed as I

n't be simple. In the past when they came for their money, it

to give them, as I had given them all I had the l

re as he