Masaomi shrugged. âOh, come on. Who wouldnât think that from what you told me? You sounded so sketchy with that stuff about generous donations. Can you really blame me for thinking something like that?â
 He chuckled. âI didnât think you were that kind. Arenât there companies who deal with that sort of thing, and you can call for one over the phone? Much more civilized. I wouldnât know, though. I only sleep with girls I can win over without money.â
 Masaomi stretched his arms above his head and smirked. âDonât be offended. You should take my mistake as a compliment, really. I was saying that I think youâre attractive enough to be desired by many men. Seriously, though, whatâs your deal? How do you get those donations?â
âOh joy. Every girlsâ dream to be admired by lecherous old men.â Thatâs all that really mattered to her. Thinking about how many men like that who would do things like that just made her feels sick.
âWhatâs it matter? I take what I can get get, and make it through another day with some bucks. Itâs not like itâs anything you need to worry about, so why pry so much?â












