Polite police

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Millie is currently changing back into her work clothes, she refuses to wear the clothes we bought earlier for this restaurant. While she’s busy changing I call Dani.

After three rings she answers.

“Yo,” she says through the line, see, just like a guy.

“Hey, I need you to box up the green, Antonio is coming this weekend and needs ten pounds to bring back with him,” I say trying to be as discreet as possible.

“Yeah, okay consider it done,” she says confidently.

I don’t say anything else, I just hang up. I was planning to do it myself today but Millie needed me more today and she always comes first in my life.

She comes back out dressed, “ready to go?” I ask.

She nods and follows me down the strip to Bluewater Boathouse. We’re greeted by some tall, lanky loser who’s looking my girl up and down like she’s on the menu. She’s fucking not, maybe for me but no one else. I want to deck this fucker in the face but I guess it wouldn’t be appropriate for how classy this place looks.