"Here's your pay for the recent days," Mia said, offering an envelope to Sam in the convenience store.
However, his days there were numbered; with the end-of-term exams approaching, he was soon to return to his rural hometown. Thus, Mia had come early today to settle his wages.
Holding the thick envelope, Sam looked up. Mia, standing before him, always seemed enigmatic. Her style was ever-changing; one could hardly pin down her profession, let alone guess her age.
"Actually, a bank transfer would have been fine. Why insist on cash? It's so easy to make a counting mistake," Sam commented while counting the money.
Mia was dressed in a black, form-fitting T-shirt that showcased her toned and balanced figure. Although her chest wasn't as pronounced as Zoe's, it had a pleasant appearance, with perky breasts and a firm buttocks.
Sam always had his suspicions about her; her physique and appearance were too perfect.
