Chapter 23 Wedding Dress

• There was something wrong with it, he deduced as he watched the movements - or lack thereof - of the enormous, round breasts. The woman writhed, kissed, and moaned furiously, but he took no pleasure in it. He wanted it to be over soon.
• Maybe it was the hair. What had possessed her to cut it shoulder-length and dye it blonde? Or the sharp nails digging into his back. Although he had never minded that before. The most likely scenario was that he was stressed and tired. Accepting her invitation in those conditions had been a terrible idea.
• Fatima Câmara had her own architecture company, traveled the world with her projects, and was one of the few women Simon met with more than once. They had met in a bar years ago, and occasionally, when she was in town, she would seek him out.