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.)

this already." She waited for her sister's response but whatever Summer planned to

I have to

Summer attempted to say,

Spring's thumb hovered over the disconnect button. "I'll call you if I need to." She pressed the

email her sister forwarded to

bill perfectly and brought

in long thin box braids, was pulled into a messy, stylish

she wasn't working-a little mascara, a little liner, and a

let out slow even breaths. She attempted to calm her racing mind and dispel any

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

owed Summer and she meant to pay

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