As Jake stared at the crumpled piece of paper, his eyes caught the string of digits scrawled across it, followed by a teasing [call me] in looping handwriting.
"This just got way more interesting than I expected," Jake said with a sly chuckle, slipping the paper into his pocket with a grin.
{What do you think she wants, master?}
"Who knows? Maybe she's dying to get a taste of my dick."
{Master, hold on. What if it's something else? Maybe this was her only way to reach you.}
"Eh, whatever her reason, I'm about to cuck old man Duke into next week. I was going to steer clear of his business, but now that his girl is sliding me her number, how can I resist?" A wicked, perverted grin stretched across Jake's face, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
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