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BY DAY-A PART-TIME SECRETARY BY NIGHT-A FULL-TIME PLAYGIRL How long ago was that? he asked. In the glow of the match her face seemed almost too angelic to be real. An angelic call-girl, he thought. About a year ago, she told him. But it seems longer.
How’d it all begin, Kathy? he asked suddenly. She glanced at him quickly, then away. They always ask that, she said softly. Always.
I’m sorry, Steve said, meaning it. She pursed her full lips and blew smoke out slowly, gazing toward the river. There was a man, of course, she said. There always is.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
BY DAY-A PART-TIME SECRETARY BY NIGHT-A FULL-TIME PLAYGIRL How long ago was that? he asked. In the glow of the match her face seemed almost too angelic to be real. An angelic call-girl, he thought. About a year ago, she told him. But it seems longer.
How’d it all begin, Kathy? he asked suddenly. She glanced at him quickly, then away. They always ask that, she said softly. Always.
I’m sorry, Steve said, meaning it. She pursed her full lips and blew smoke out slowly, gazing toward the river. There was a man, of course, she said. There always is.