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Just as Fred said he would earlier in the evening, he arrived back at Tilly’s to check up on her. It was a shame, really, that he’d made the “don’t fuck the escorts” rule. Cos right now, tired as he was he knew a good fuck would make up for all that and the girl was adorable. Also, the same age as a could be daughter, so in that way he wasn’t so into it. However, Freddie didn’t lie, nor make promises he couldn’t keep so, at just after one in the morning he knocked at Tilly’s door with some late night ice cream and bourbon. “Oi, love, brought some snacks, you still up?” He asked taking a swig out of the bottle as he waited, nodding to a few other staff members as they passed him. Dressed in his usual pajamas, a white t-shirt and a pair of gray loose fitting tie at the hip pajama pants that clearly showed a bit too much. The line of his boxerbriefs clearly visible. “Just me checkin’ in on ya, like I said I would,” he smiled as the door cracked open. “You alright?”