Chapter 205 Fucking A Stranger

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The bass in Club Eclipse hit like a drug, low and throbbing, crawling up through the soles of my heels and into my bones. The air was thick with sweat, perfume, spilled liquor, and pure lust. Purple and crimson lights pulsed across the writhing crowd, catching on glittered skin and...

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