30 year old Zora Vaughn is living the good life. She owns the hottest strip club in Atlanta. It's a popular spot, but is just a front for the real money maker. Zora runs a stable of escorts that cater to some big names in ATL. She's raking in cash...
Zora sat in the corner of the dim lit restaurant. She glanced down at her wrist, the hands on the diamond paved rose gold Rolex read 7:11. Gregory was late, which for him was odd. Gregory Smith was one of a few of Zora's suitors, and this was one of their regularly scheduled date nights.
Zora scrolled through her phone and stopped at Greg's name. The phone rang twice before she noticed him walking towards her. "Please forgive me for being late Zora, I misjudged the evening traffic," he said as he sat across from her grabbing her hand. His milky white skin contrasted against her dark hazelnut skin perfectly.
Greg places a kiss on the backside of Zora's hand. "You look stunning as usual," he says while admiring the view in front of him. Zora signals the waitress across the room then focuses on Greg. "I presume scotch on the rocks is still your drink of choice, " she says in a questioning tone. The waitress appears from the back of the restaurant and places a glass on the table. "Your scotch sir," she says as she nods and walks away.
"You know me well dear Zora." Greg flashed a Colgate smile in her direction.
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Zora was never much into white men but she had to admit Gregory was very handsome. He stood at 5'11 with broad shoulders and a nice physique. His dirty blonde hair was neatly cut and he had a boyish charm about him. You'd never guess he was nearing 40.
"It's my business to know my man," Zora flashed a Colgate smile of her own.
"You really do look beautiful tonight Zora. A sight to behold. It's a shame I can't behold it more often. "
Zora giggled.
"You're a busy man Mr. Smith why with this high profile case you're working and the family I'm surprised you had time to meet with me tonight."
Zora had a point. Gregory was a big time lawyer and was big time married with three children. When Zora met him however he had one child and was between marriages.
"I could never be too busy for you. I make sure to call or text you everyday. You rarely respond. I think it's you who doesn't have the time." Greg stares at her intently. She breaks the eye contact. She knew all too well where this was going.
In the past year or so Gregory had become more needy. He called and texted her daily. Constantly wanting to know where she was and who she was with. She thought they had an understanding but it became clear he was losing touch with reality. Zora spoke quickly so as he would not notice the shift in mood.
"I know honey and I love the fact that you think of me. Shall we eat?"
Zora does not wait for a response she summons the waitress once more and they order their meals. They continue to chat and Zora tries to keep the conversation from veering into uncomfortable territory.
"I want to take you to my places in Sandy Springs, the wife and kids are visiting the in-laws. I want to spend the night with you," Greg said bluntly.
