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Galvin simply glared at Morgan by the time the blone came back to release him from his private cession. While he had made the club 10 grand richer, he now understood why no other girl would take the job leaving it up to him. He would have to have a talk with Ambrosia. It did not hurt him in the least but he could not let more clients like that slip past his doors. Shaking his head he took the offered drink and the news that Dick had arrived. By the time Galvin went to the main floors he discovered Ambrosia in a seat as if he were Hugh Hefner surround by Gay play boy bunnies. It was both annoying and amusing and he sought to break the dry humping fest up with a single snap of his fingers, grabbing the ladies attention. Galvin took his seat among the great divide of Ambrosia's pants and immediately ran his fingers along the metal groves of Ambrosia's zipper. “Surfs up?” He asked.