Cherie Deville Enjoys Multiple Black Partners

As she stood there, she took in the sight of cucumber water, lounge chairs, a large-screen television, a comfortable-looking full-sized bed, and a bar filled with snacks and drinks. “I definitely will. She wore a blouse that plunged just enough to tease a bit of cleavage—it was her second-best asset. “Very good,” Amber said as she skimmed through some information about the bank on her phone. Amber Bell hung up her phone and adjusted her glasses as she looked up at the strange building before her. Highly inefficient, incredibly expensive, and an eyesore if Amber were to be asked. Just know that my employer looks after those who assist him. I’m sure your family would not appreciate having their income or security ripped from them, and I wonder how long you would last in a prison…” She looked around the room as if trying to grasp the right words, then leveled her gaze back at Castor. Everything I need’s taken care of.”

“You… did hear that Colin Gerrard died, yes?” Amber