CHAPTER 320

Duke

What Cori meant by play was spend my money or more precisely rack up charges on my card. My grandfather left me the property and a heavy chunk of change. He’d worked for the railroad and had a good pension and great life insurance policy. I could live on his property and never work another day in my life.

He gave me freedom.

“I need phone numbers from my cell and I can find out everything we need to know about Miles’ club,” Cori said. “Chances are good we’ll need an invite and I know a few girls who play the animal circuit.”

“Do I want to know what the animal circuit is?” I typed.

Cori laughed and patted my hand.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be the master and I’ll be the fox.”

We spent the afternoon shopping. Her idea of master was an expensive suit.

“Most masters will be in leather gear but if you want to make a stir, stick with a fifty shades suit. It will attract more attention,” she explained.

I didn’t know what a fifty shades suit was and decided not to ask. If her skimpy fox outfit