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The Dancer (9)

Lena

We half-ran all the way there. I could hear Maya giggling, and maybe later I’d have to endure a few different variations of her “I told you so” speech, but that would have to wait a little bit.

True to her word, the lounge was empty. I locked the door as soon as we walked in.

It was the least I could do for decency’s sake, I couldn’t promise I’d be quiet. I was already aching between my legs.

When I turned around, he was already sitting on the couch, taking off his suit ...

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