“Stand up.”
It took her three tries before she could stand for more than a few seconds. He led us back to the men’s room and set her in the same stall. XXNX The last time I ate anything was…”
“…a snack on the plane, on my overnight flight last night.”
“The last time I drank anything was…”
“…on the plane.”
Donna looked at her watch. She handed the nail and pliers to Mark. She kept her feet wide apart and squatted, knees bent and her legs at a forty-five degree angle. “Come on.”
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Mark, Daisy and I took a taxi from the suite to North Beach and brought Daisy back into the strip club. “You know full well what’s coming, don’t you?” I taunted. Her eyes bulged and she held her breath, struggling to maintain composure.
