Setting the First Table
Setting the First Table Darien Kingford swept up the handle of his phone, pressing the flashing button for his private line. The Caller ID showed a number he didn’t recognize. “Yes, hello,” he said, almost with a bite to his voice. “Hello, Mr. Kingford,” a young girl greeted. “Nice to talk to you. I hope you remember me? I’m the girl whose daddy rented me to you three weeks ago, and I sucked your cock and swallowed all your cum. You said you wanted to be with me again, so here I am. How have you been?” “What the hell are you talking about?” “Want me to send the video my daddy took, to refresh your memory? Maybe with copies to your wife and the District Attorney? I loved taking all your cum but other, …