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Pawns of passionWe sure could use the money." Spalding grinned and leaned back in his desk chair. "Okay, I won't tell," he said. "I think you'll do for the job, Trish, if you look okay in the costume." "Costume?" Trish said. "But I only want to be a bus girl." "All the girls at the club wear costumes," Brock said, "even the kitchen help. You'll be clearing off tables in the restaurant, people will see you. So I want all my girls to be knockouts. Here, try this on." He took a small box from his desk and handed it to Trish. She opened it and removed a tiny pink costume, like a skimpy bathing suit. She didn't feel embarrassed like Pat had done. She was excited about wearing such a cute outfit. She looked eagerly at Spalding. "Where can I try it on?" she said. "Just put it on here," Brock replied. "We're all one big family at the club. We don't stand on formalities." Trish didn't think another thing about it. She was a modern girl and didn't have any of her mother's old-fashioned modesty and hang-ups. Certainly she wasn't ashamed to show her young healthy body ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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