Sex for Money
I noticed her as soon as she walked into the hotel bar. With dark blonde hair, an hour-glass figure and a tight black dress that showed off every curve, every man in the bar noticed her too. When she sat next to me and ordered a Grey-Goose martini, I could tell she was different. She was sophisticated and drop dead gorgeous. A few minutes after the bartender brought her martini, she turned to me and introduced herself.
“I’m Paula,” she smiled as she offered me her hand.