Katie Bonneville’s diner was the only semblance of civilization for a hundred miles in proximity of the construction of the Keystone XL Pipeline near Greeneville. Her coquettish smile, scintillating personality and seductive clothes lured most men, except the quiet loner, Paris.
One day he straddled in shirtless, the restaurant void of customers.
“I didn’t see you for breakfast.” Katie’s tongue swashed her soft lips.
“I need to talk.” Paris stood before her as she sat on the counter, leaning back. “I’m horny but gay…”
“I’m good as any man.”
Gazing at the bulge between her legs, he raised her legs.
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