"I am going to have a lot of fun with her. She is going to suck my dick so hard she will choke." James laughingly said.
Paul grabbed his phone back from him. "Let's think about that later. We have not decided if she means anything to him just yet."
"Do you see that fucking diamond around her throat?" he demanded. "That shit seems at least hundreds of dollars if not millions and he had given her to wear!"
"But they are not touching."
"What does that matter?" he asked. "They are together on a date. We know what he does with slaves. He does not take them out for a night on the town. And he is clearly not afraid of her running."
While James was talking, Paul with his narrowed eyes watched her chest rise and fall with an invisible weight. Her eyes were glued to the stage, but she did not seem to be watching it.
Without knowing her, he could tell what she was thinking. Her lips were parted for a reason.
