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Prologue
Paisley Summers awoke one Monday morning to the sound of a loud knocking, more like pounding, at her apartment door. Her eyes flew open wide, as she jumped out of bed, and threw on her boyfriend's shirt, from the night before, and buttoned it up. She slipped her legs through the black satin panties beside the bed, and shook her boyfriend sternly. " Get up. Get up now!" she screeched in the loudest voice possible, without the person at the door hearing her.
Orlando sat up scratching his head and then looked at the clock on the bedside table. He closed his eyes and shook his head. " It's only six o'clock," he started in his smooth British accent. " That means...it's your dad! Jesus Christ!" he said, jumping up and dressing in his pants, and his undershirt.
" You have to get out of here now! Uh...." Paisley stammered, a hand running through her hair, the other in her mouth as she nervously bit down on it as the knocking stopped. " He's going to get the key from the landlord. Come on...we can hurry up and sneak you out." she finished as she pulled him by the hand down the hall and into the living room.
" I'll call you." Orlando said, before bending to kiss her gently on the lips. " By the way, you look good in my shirt." he finished, before pulling open the door, prepared to make his usual quick dash to the elevator. Just as he twisted the door knob and pulled open the door, Mr. Summers' face appeared on the other side.
" Hello." Rich Summers deep voice said, as he grinned a sarcastic smile.
" Oh hi dad..." Paisley said cringing, and looking at Orlando.
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