His penchant for virgins was on another level completely.
Raul was obsessed with taking women's innocence.To say it was disturbing would be a large understatement.
I was done.
I stood.“I'm done for tonight.I’ll see you later.”
Raul’s slimy hand grabbed onto my arm and yanked it.“Are you fuckin’ crazy, man?The main event is about to begin.And trust me.You don’t want to miss it.”
The guys around the table all laughed and nodded.
Then Raul slapped my arm and chuckled.“Sovrano.Sit your ass down.You ain't goin' nowhere.”
Had they gotten strippers?Because I was definitely not in the mood for that.
“Gentlemen, quiet down.The auction is about to start!”a man on the stage hollered into a microphone.
Everyone, including Raul, laughed again.
An auction?
What the hell kind of fuckin' auction were they having in this dump?
Likely not one for art.
“Help me welcome our first lady of the evening,” the man waved his arm out to the side.“She’s a nice, tight, stacked virgin, my friends.One hundred percent verified by our very own Dr.McKay.”
Jesus.
Are these guys serious right now?They were auctioning off—women?
“Fuck, me.I’m outta here.”Right as I stood again—I saw—
What the fuck?
Our eyes met.
And so manyunsaid things transpired between us at that moment—that it almost leveled me.
Francesca.
My Francesca.
Here.
In the—practically bare—flesh.
The white bustier made her tits look even bigger.They were practically offering themselves to me.
And the realgoddamn problem was—that I really wanted them.
And her white stocking-covered legs.
Christ.
I must have envisioned those gorgeous legs wrapping around my waist hundreds of times.
She'd cared for me.For weeks.Nursing me back to health.
