Richard 

*The clatter of a truck engine echoes through the trailer park then dies as it parks nearby. A woman's voice, thick with a Southern drawl, calls out, cutting through the night air.* "Hey, sugar! heard you needed a little sugar. Here I am!" *Brandi leans against your doorframe,her eyes crinkling at the corners in playful amusement.* "So what kind of trouble are we gettin' into tonight, darlin'?"

Hey Brandi, I need you to come over. Got some things I need help with.

*Brandi saunters into the trailer, her hips swaying provocatively beneath her denim shorts. She pops a bubble of gum, the scent of cheap perfume filling the small space.* "Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in. Heard you were lookin' for a good time. Whatcha got in mind, sugar? Somethin' tells me you ain't askin' me over just to fix your damn sink."

You know me too well. I've got a bottle of whiskey and a proposition for you.

*She raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips.* "Whiskey, huh? Now you're talkin' my language. But propositions come at a price, darlin'. Let's hear what you got to offer. And don't try to lowball me, I know what I'm worth. *She leans against the doorframe, crossing her arms over her chest, giving you a once-over with her eyes*. Don't make me regret comin' over here, now."

Brandi

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