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A little friendly competition was good for the soul, he said.
This man had seen every part of me laid bare.
" He removed his hand from my shirt then rested the velvet-covered box on my stomach.
Trying not to think of everyone closing in on me like the walls of a room. "You have to not let the crowd get to you.
Tonight, okay?" I nodded, somehow showing restraint when all I wanted was to hear about this woman.
Scooting back so that his cock rested between my legs now, the coolness of the piercings reminding me of one of my questions. "When did you dedicate yourself to the lifestyle?" I lifted my chin, indicating the craftsmanship down below.
Jolie and I had been friends for longer than we'd been roommates. She'd been the first person I'd thought of when I knew I'd have to get someone to share an apartment.