Chapter 100 Vignette 89

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The bass from the party still throbbed in her ears when the car door clicked shut. She slumped into the passenger seat, her cheeks flushed, the smell of smoke and spilt liquor clinging faintly to her hair.

The single sleeve of her party dress was already falling down her shoulders, exposing...

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