Lily is busy unboxing her Easy Bake Oven and looking over all the contents while I’m fixing our plates full of food. My phone vibrates in my pocket. I see who is texting me and let out a sigh when I see it’s James.
Where are you?
I’m reluctant to tell James about my plans for this evening, as I already know his response. Before I have time to reply, he sends another text.
We’re starting at the Hideout.
I’m busy. It’s Lily’s birthday.
Get a sitter. Plenty of girls here. Take your pick.
He sends three photos. No faces but barely concealed tits. One chick is showing her nipples off in a see-through, no bra shirt. Shit. They look good.