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Epilogue: Next!
He watched the cute Asian girl steadily, not caring if she noticed or not. He kept his boyish grin in place, however, because women always knew when a man was staring at them. There was a fine line between threatening behavior and romantic interest and he knew exactly where it was. He had no intention of frightening this quarry away.
Normally he would look for blondes. His clients paid much better for blondes, and for good reason. Blondes didn't taste any better, of course, but the contrast between the fair golden glow of a blonde and his clients' dark hair and complexion was extremely sexy.
His last procurement was a good example. They offered top dollar for her. Caitlyn was certainly tasty; he enjoyed the slice of breast and the crunchy nipple he was presented as part of his payment. But she was no more delicious than a hundred other girls whose tits he had enjoyed over the years. If she stood out in his mind at all, it was for the months of intimacy leading up to her sale. She was an astonishing fucking machine! For one of the rare times in his career as Provider for the Paradise Island festivals he regretted having to turn over his catch. Fucking her was the one perk that really meant anything to him. No woman had come as close to capturing his heart and his prick as that astonishing woman! But he had no choice, of course. Having brought a gambling addict to a Paradise Island Casino, he had sealed her fate.
Oh well. He focused his attention on his latest target. She had just won a few hundred dollars and was jumping up and down and hugging her girl friend and roommate. They were nineteen year old college sophomores and she had the kind of fire in her belly for gambling that spelled big bucks for Kevin. She peeked over at him as though she had never noticed him before. An innocent, ripe plum. He grinned back boyishly.
She was his for the picking.
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