She is pouting and fluttering his way like an amateur, and I swear it’s so cringy it’s almost puke-worthy. I have to curb the urge to outright laugh at him and his complete balls for bringing some whore up here after having me hanging about like a dick head for the best part of the evening.

She looks cheap and nasty in a tacky red dress that leaves very little to the imagination, and I blink at the absolute nerve of the man. He could have had caviar and steak, and I was handing it ...