TRUE MEMOIRS OF A LIBERTINE – TRISH

As I exited my car, I saw her pulling back in. She cut a look before shifting her eyes away. I tossed up my arm, forcing her attention. She stopped next to me. “I haven’t seen you in a while.” Her broad smile was just as I remembered. “Your name is Trish, right?”

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