Glass (Crank 2)

you’ve been here six months.

Another, closer gawk. Uh, some

of my other girls work a side job,

which pays extremely well.

Would you be interested in

something on the side?

Interesting choice of words.

Now it’s my turn to study Kevin,

all wolf, on certain prowl. The way

he’s looking at me makes me

very uncomfortable. But I can

handle him, can’t I? [Probably not,

but I sure can!] Bolstered by Bree’s

cheerful assurance, I answer, “Well,

maybe. Like, what kind of work?”

Customer service, of a sort.

He reaches out, runs a hand

softly down my arm. The crystal

in my system responds, lifting

a good crop of goose bumps,

which Kevin is all too happy to

misinterpret. He smiles a lupine smile.

Ah, you just might be a good

candidate after all. I thought

you might. The job is easy work,

really. Let’s just say I’ve got

a list of clients interested in

videos starring young women

of your caliber.

He’s a porn dealer! I knew it!