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Midnight. Shola had an appointment with a new client. She was far from being late, but some things just can’t be rushed. There’s a rite, and a mindset to it, especially when her closest friends knew nothing about her job at the fetish club. Was she ashamed? After a whole year? Thinking about that before meeting a client certainly was counterproductive, so she just walked her way to the club. As she got there, however, she saw a young man wearing a hoodie in front of the club. It was Thomas, a former schoolmate, and he was turning his face towards her when she followed her deepest instincts and...

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