C17 CHAPTER 17

“isn’t that your wife”, a man said to Domingo, gesturing at the beautiful lady coming down the stairs.

“Man, she looks hot”, he remarked.

Domingo smiled, yeah, that was his gold pot in action, it’s only a matter of time before the bait catches the fishes.

“Do you think, she’s available”. Domingo glared at him.

“Whoa, easy there”, the man raised his hands in surrender, “yeah, I know