She pointed up and down on her outfit. She is a big fan. Big bucks to buy all of this. We make 50% profit on the stuff.

'Yes. So what?'

'I manage her career and her aunt Rita's.'

She messed with her phone while walking towards the car.

I found out later she texted her partner, letting him know she had hooked a big one.

She leaned her forearms on the door. Her blouse dropped down along with her large breasts. A perfect view for me.

'How do I know that you are not bull-shitting me? Anyone can say that.'

'I am Buck Kildare, their manager.'

I pulled my wallet...