I woke up Sunday morning. It was already nine. When we signed the contract, Owen told me I could leave at ten. I didn't want to go, but this was a business deal. I got out of bed, went to the spare room where my things were, and started packing up. When I finished packing, I brought my bag into the living room. It was almost ten. Should I wake Owen and tell him I'm about to leave? Maybe just a note?I decided on the note.Owen,I didn't want to wake you, but I know the contract said to leave at ten. I'll see you next Friday at 7.MelWith that done, I called a cab and left.I should have known Rachel would be waiting for me. There were no pleasantries; instead, I was met with "He's got a nice dick, right?". All I could do was roll my eyes and turn red. "You look so relaxed. If I knew all you needed was a good dicking, I would have gotten you laid a long time ago," she gave me a sly smile."Do you have to be so crude, Rach?""Yes," she looked at me as if I was the idiot for even asking.
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