Chapter Thirteen
chapter thirteen
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CAIN
Show Number Three
I thought it was my imagination yesterday. Just my dick’s wishful thinking.
I came out to watch Charlie perform. Call it a gut instinct. More like a groin instinct, if I’m being completely honest. Either way, I came out to see if her second night would be as good as the first.
It wasn’t.
It was better.
Because her eyes were on me the second she stalked out. And they kept stealing passes on her way around, sliding over mine intimately, as if sharing a secret.
And each article of clothing that came off was done facing me, so I got the full impact of the reveal, her breasts springing out to greet me.
So did every other guy in my vicinity, but fuck them.
My dick told me that was all for me.
So of course I needed to come out here tonight, just to see if my dick was playing tricks on me before.
I think Charlie just winked at me.
I shouldn’t be enjoying this but I can’t help myself. I am. Too much.
I need to stop coming out here when Charlie dances.