“Well, that’s very interesting.” He replied. “You are a very beautiful young woman, if you don’t mind me saying?”
“Not at all. Thank you. And you’re a very handsome man, Mr Clemence. If you don’t mind me saying.”
He was silent for a few moments. Then…
“Why don’t you stand up, and give me a little twirl.”
“Of course, I’d be delighted.”
She got up slowly and turned round on the spot. Her skirt had ridden up a little, her stockings still on show.
“You talked about discipline, Ms Greer?”
“Kourtney.”
“Sorry, Kourtney.”
“Yes, I did. I’ve been somewhat…wayward in recent years.”
“Wayward?”
“I’ve broken a lot of rules. I’ve been a little reckless.”
“Really, in what way?”
“I’ve consumed quite a lot of alcohol. I’ve dabbled in drugs.”
“What drugs?”
“Mostly pot. But a few pills. Even a little coke.”
Ray could vouch for that personally. In the few months they had been together, they had played around quite a bit with narcotics. They’d smoked a whole ton of weed. Getting stoned before they fucked was practically mandatory. But there had also been ecstasy and speed.
And then there was the time he procured some extremely high-quality cocaine. He had booked them into a grand hotel suite for the weekend, both of them spinning separate tales of bullshit, to excuse them for a couple of days. It was their two month anniversary, and Ray had a fantasy to snort a couple of lines off his daughter’s tits. It was only fair he let her have a go, and soon enough the pair of them were fucking like a pair of Energiser bunnies.