Interlude II - Sophie part 8

"What's the matter Sam? You are looking so troubled now." Sophie asked innocently.

Sam replied awkwardly, "I've just remembered what kind of girl you are and I should have been more careful with my offer. I can imagine quite well what you have in mind right now."

"Sam, what kind of girl do you think I am? Please do tell me." Sophie covered her mouth with her hand, acting playfully shocked.

"I know you really enjoy other women's misery, Sophie. The thought that one of my girls would have to endure what your stepson put inside her for the next months to come should really turn you on. You told him to pick one of my girls in her most fertile time. You want your stepson to leave her something to remember this day." Sam stated with confidence.

Sophie pouted, "We have been friends for so long. How could you think of me like that?"

"Am I wrong then?" Sam snorted.

Sophie looked challenging at Sam for a while but then she blurted out laughing, "You know me indeed too well. However it is not really a big problem for you right? I mean they do all get pregnant sooner or later anyway. I've never seen a girl working for you longer than a year without getting knocked up."

Sam dropped his shoulders in defeat, "Well, I can't back down on my words. Normally I would charge two pounds for this fuck to compensate my potential loss. Your stepson should consider himself lucky."

"Sam, I will make it up for you. I will help you train these new Welsh whores. They will earn you good money." Sophie promised.

"Eryn! Lyneth! Come to the bar. There is a customer waiting for you." Sam hollered.