Chapter 51 Fuck me, Mr. Locke (7)

Chantelle

I looked at my reflection that morning; there I was, wearing a white cropped shirt, a short leather skirt with fishnet hose, and black pumps.

I took extra care with my hair and makeup too; I almost burnt my hair. I couldn’t believe I was doing all of this for him.

When he arrived, I was...

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