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“I knew it!”

Cherry screamed inside Fannie’s little office. The result was expected once Fannie
implied Drake was cheating on Cherry.

“Who’s the slut he’s fucking?”
“Well,” Fannie managed to blush as she began to play the recordings of Drake’s
escapades with other men. “He doesn’t appear to like any woman but you.”
A strange joy seemed to fill Cherry. It was all Fannie could do not to jump for joy.
She had been right. Fannie, as an astral, thought she had caught the fact Cherry didn’t
care if Drake had sex without her, as long as it wasn’t with other women.
“How often?” Cherry asked.

Fannie smiled. Let the woman believe Drake, aka the goddess of sex herself, only had
sex once a month with several men in heated orgies of passion.
“Do you have it all on video?”

Fannie had expected this. Handed Cherry a flash drive and told her she didn’t have
any copies. It was a lie of course. She had Drake’s sexual escapades on a flash drive
hidden under her desk. It was the best porn movie Fannie had ever seen. She would
not give that up for less than a million.
Cherry gushed her thanks. Her relief was a physical thing in the room. She
transferred Fannie’s money that moment and added several thousand as a bonus. The
woman damn near bounced out of Fannie’s office promising to use Fannie again if
needed. Promised to spread her name among her friends too.
“Thanks,” Drake Lords said as he entered Fannie’s office from the side door. “I find I
like this woman, a lot.”
Fannie thought it was the closest thing a goddess could come to love even if she
couldn’t say the words.

Without a moment’s embarrassment, Fannie watched as the perfect ass of Drake
Lords left her office. Fannie wasn’t sure if she would have sex with him now that he
was inhabited by a goddess, but she just might.
Her smile faded as a man entered her office. A man of the cloth. A priest of the
Catholic church.

“I was told you were the one to come to when I might have a,” the priest stopped.
Looked embarrassed. “A unique problem.”
Fannie laughed and laughed.

So Ends Book 1 of the Fannie Mae Psychic Detective Agency.

Look for more in Book 2: A Vampire Needs Help.