chapter Sixty one

The question threw me off guard, I expected her to throw a fit and tell the security guards to lock me up. I kept staring at her in amazement as she kept staring at me with nothing but curiosity burning in her gaze. I lowered my head, the courage from the alcohol gone now that I had been caught. "I wanted to know how you made your clients happy," I said meekly. Vixen looked downright stupefied with the words that left my lips. I closed my eyes as the shame washed over me. She said nothing, she reached into her bag at the side of the chairs and brought out a cigarette. She offered me one but I just start ed at the death stick with an offended look and gently shook my head. She shrugged like she was saying I should suit myself. "Who is your master?" she asked. If I thought Vixen was an angel before, she sad a goddess. Her voice matched her body and she spoke with such calm demeanor despite the sultry tone in her voice. "Why?" "Because I can teach you how to please him," she said as a ma