I had just sat down in front of the tube, plate of juicy burgers in one hand, remote in the other ... when there was a knock on the door.
The solicitor was too gorgeous to simply dismiss. I think it was the eyes, hopeful and radiant. He was a young white man in his early twenties with a body by sports. He lit up when he saw me. I lit up when I saw him light up at the sight of me. ... Click here to read more of the Blown Job.