His Hundred Dollar Kiss
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Summary
The day I transferred to Blackwood Academy, some rich kid had a banner stretched across the main gate.
It read: ONE KISS: $100.
Everyone else was hesitating, too shy to step forward. I, on the other hand, moved like a lightning strike.
Not only did I plant eighteen solid kisses on the guy, but I also conscientiously peeled eighteen crisp hundred-dollar bills from his hand.
When I was done, I wiped my mouth, utterly satisfied.
“City life really is full of opportunities,” I told him. “Let me know next time you’re running a charity event like this.”
