Chapter 89

“I am sorry if I offended your audacity,”

Oh what a world! Rodriguez had never apologized to anybody, not even the whores that yearned for a one night stand with him. He was so arrogant and proud that he told the whores that approached him, “Pussy can’t pull me.”

He had never approached any woman to be wooed. With gorgeous smiles, he watched the pretty Spanish women that doubled as his clients and associates slip away even when they made passes at him. In his CV was that he had never seen the thighs of any woman, except for a few occasions where he was drugged by determined whores and pounded in a session of orgy.

“I am sorry dear,” he apologized yet again, feeing like withdrawing his questions and playing a clean slate.

“That doesn’t answer my questions…what is your name again?” she asked, shutting her eyes to recall until he mentioned it…

“Rodriguez,” he mentioned, slowing down his speed, to give inert ears to what she had to say.

“Yes Rodriguez. Where are we headed? You see those