You never wanted him to be with a fucking hooker… be honest, Menace. I work for Case House, and I was never good enough for your precious Don.” Navy’s parents looked confused. “No worries, we sell pussy for a living,” Stevie informed them. Her father nodded. “Cool… pussy sell like that?” “You’d be surprised at the amount of money men will drop for pussy,” Zoya replied, and stood up from the table.
