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A Matter of Trustthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 2170 words)

Author: Dlove
Added: Oct 10 2002Views / Reads: 1017 / 631 [62%]Story vote: 8.75 (4 votes)
If asked.. could you give yourself completely to one person.. knowing what it might mean?!
 


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" No... How about this! I want a black strecth limo with a fully stocked bar with the items on the list I already e-mailed to your assistant last week and the pick-up and drop-off times I requested and add to that no more Bullshit Tony or I pull my business!" The line was silent for a good ten minutes, as Courtney lounged in her oversized mahogany leather chair and rested her jean clad legs on her expensive matching desk. She tapped the toes of her black Gucci ankle boots together, smiling to herself as she listened to the grumblings of Tony Giovanni, the owner of one of the biggest Limo services in Chicago, not to mention the biggest Asshole! " FINE! But I want 60 an hour over your normal rate!" Tony finally spewed out. "45!" Courtney shot back while examing her well manicured nails. "55!" huffed Tony! "47 or I call Usa Limo's!" Courtney chuckled while playing with the gold cross around her neck. " Dammit C! why do you do this to me EVERYTIME!" "I wouldn't HAVE to Tony love if you would just let me have my way!" After an overly dramatic sigh Tony finally gave in " FINE!! Gotdammit 47 But no LESS! You hear me!" " How could I NOT Tony with you screaming into the receiver...now calm down sweetie before you have a heartattack!"

" I swear Courtney at the rates I give you...I'll go bankrupt!" " And with the Business I Give YOU...YOU should be paying ME!" Courtney chuckled. " Write up the contract, fax it over and I'll send it back to you in the morning.. I'm going home!" " When are you going to let me take you to dinner?" " Tony.. you're a 55 balding Italian with a belly like you're about to drop triplets! PLUS I don't think your wife would ...

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