A Taste of Spring

Chapter 2

SPRING

The chimes of her ringing cell phone rankled Spring Lafayette's nerves. She turned her attention from the passing scenery of city life and settled back into the backseat of the taxi. Spring glanced at the cell phone in her hand then up at the rearview mirror. Her eyes met the driver's gaze through the reflective image.

The driver, a young woman with purple hair and considerable patience, smiled.

Spring offered a half smile as she worked on calming her pounding heart which overshadowed the continuous ringing of her phone, but not enough for her to ignore it. She groaned as she tapped the answer button.

"Listen Springy, I've thought about it and you don't have to do this."

(Yes, I do.)

for her sister's response but whatever Summer planned to say was replaced by the sound of

to do this.)

attempted to say,

button. "I'll call you if I need to." She pressed the button before her

finger over her email icon. She opened the email her sister forwarded to her and went over the information she needed to pull this

gray short dress fit the bill perfectly and

Off face-Her hair, in long thin box braids, was pulled

working-a little mascara,

out slow even breaths. She attempted to calm her racing

intelligent, respectable people who provide companionship for clients who have no time or desire to search for it. Clients are generally not hard up perverts who just want to get the escort naked. Most of the time they

was not a practice of Spring's to get so involved in her sister's life, but she owed Summer and she meant

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