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Mistress R's TEN little Girls { fezesarecool & whtbitch4u2own }

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Kerri Sable, a young and properly groomed teenage prostitute, was suppose to meet a high class gentleman at the pub as appointed by her Mistress R. Mistress R was what everyone called her as she was the head of this, unheard of, escort agency. Their clients were high class people, people who didnt want to be found with some hooker and next day, have their faces printed on front of the news paper. Mistress R only interacted with promising clients, whose identity were kept very hidden by her and her girls. SHe had approximately 10 beautiful, out of this world, working for her. One of them was Kerri who was a student at the university and picked up a work for Mistress R about three times a month, on weekends. While sometimes, she was asked to stay the full weekend or sometimes just a night...whichever it was, she got paid a lot....enough to actually pay off her loans that she had borrowed and never have to take them again but that would only cause questions to come her way from her annoying parents. Just about friday evening, she entered the pub where she was suppose to meet a guy in suit, with red tie.
 
RE: Mistress R's TEN little Girls

Daniel Harrison sat in the bar waiting, exactly as he had been told by the Mistress he'd met up with. He'd never hired from this company before, but one of his friends had told him that they were the best, more like girlfriends for the weekend that your average prostitute. He sat at the bar, taking a sip of his beer, in the dark suit and red tie.

Having made his fortunes at a very early age, Dan found it hard to keep away from the party life style, known for having parties with numerous women, doing drugs, anything and everything to live the high life.

He'd only seen one picture of the girl he had ordered tonight and that was enough, he was going to be with her all weekend and knew exactly what he had got planned for them all weekend. He sat and waited, glancing at his watch. "Another drink." He told the bar man, as he waited.
 
Mistress R personally trains the girls as she first keeps an eye on her. It works through referral. Have to have a friend working for her who then refers the girl to Mistress R. Once hired, they sit on one to one basis where she gives the girl different scenario and how to please them, making them the best out there. That is why the prices are high and the other reason being is that she offers privacy.

Once contacted by a friend referral and that is only how she takes up clients, she sends them terms and condition along with pictures of ten girls she had working for her. Once they select, it’s game time. Kerri had been asked to show up at this pub in the downtown where she’d meet this guy. Now, the girls have no idea who the guy is but the guys do so that way if the guy freaks out and leaves, the girls still would have no idea who the rich person was. Could be governor, or his son, politician, businessman…whoever. They are also given their measurements as the girls only go empty handed. If they have special dress or lingerie request…they’d have to supply or order thru Mistress R.

This was Kerri’s 5th client and the only reason she’s doing this is because it’s easy money. She’d made $50,000 so far already and looking forward to continuing it. She belongs to be a decent family with no hardship for money but she just kind of gets a kick out of it and finally making her own money gives her more freedom which is what she likes. She had a cream colored, sleevless dress that extend to her mid thighs. She also had four inches heels and earrings to match her outfit. Nothing about her yelled HOOKER…but the opposite; class, sophiscated and elegant look.

Upon entering, she walked towards the bar and ordred a bottle of water, not wanting to start drinking this early. She pulled her phone out until someone with red tie would approach. There was also a code…a lame pickup line, -You’re so beautiful; your birthday should be a national holiday!- This was to make sure the girls didn’t end up with a wrong guy.
 
Dan watched the girl, his eyes following her movements across to the bar, he knew exactly how this part played out now as he watched the girl take her drink at the bar. Standing up and straightening his tie out slowly, he started to walk across the bar, drink in hand as his eyes travelled up and down this girl, in the dress that had been sent to her especially.

He thought for a second, remembering the cheesey chat up line he would have to say to her, staying still for a second he thought about it, laughing gently to himself before he approached where she was sat, pulling a stool right up next to hers.

"Excuse me, Miss?" He asked, to get her attention, wondering if she would realize that he was the client or just a random guy hitting on her, before he said the actual line. "I imagine it hurt when you fell from heaven right?" He asked quietly to her, making sure she heard him say the line before he leaned back once more, getting a smell of her sweet perfume.
 
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Kerrie pulled her phone out and acted as if she was little busy and not interested in anyone’s company. The guy that she was suppose to go with would know the moment he’d see her since the dress was something he had selected and bought for her for this meeting.

She looked to her right when a guy pulled up a stool and took a seat. She turned her phone upside down noticing he had a red tie on and though, that was her clue; there were times when mistakes happen. She paid very little mind at him to hear what he had to say. Seeing a cute girl like her, guys never hesitate come and chat so there was a specific pick up line to acknowledge one another.

When he spoke the wrong pick up line, she smiled to herself before she turned towards him. She found the guy to be quite charming but he apparently wasn’t her client. “Sorry but I am not interested. Beat it.” She said and turned her attention back to her phone as if totally not interested in him even though he was very handsome of a guy.
 
He swallowed nervously, thinking for a second. Had he gotten the wrong line? Really? He thought for a second, quickly going into the texts in his phone. He chuckled to himself and shook his head slowly. "Sorry... my bad." He said quietly, he cleared his throat to get her attention, placing his phone and drink down on the bar in front of him.

"You're so beautiful; your birthday should be a national holiday." He said confidently to her, his last girl, also on the same agency had used the other chat up line to greet her clients, he smiled again as he waited for her to understand exactly what he had just told her.

Taking a sip of his drink as he observed her on that phone, knowing what was about to come, as he smiled, thinking all what him and this girl, who looked even more impressive in real life than in the pictures, could do together.
 
Kerrie looked at him but then turned away after being sure that he wasn’t the guy. Thinking about the odds of men owning a red tie was pretty high and that is why the pickup lines were being used. Each girl had a different one so in case two girls were to be picking up clients at the same location may not mix them up. Though it is a very less likely of a possibility but there was a chance.

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She had turned around to ignore him already and was minding her own business. She had no idea that her peachy scent was already doing its work on his soft spot….in his pants right now. She heard the man say another pick up line, the right one and this time, she had a whole demeanor towards him. She turned around smiling, “Don’t tell me you had it wrong the first time. Kerrie.” She extended her hand for proper introduction.

Past five times, she was surprised twice after meeting her client. One would never think of them doing such things but here they were. One of them was the candidate running for the governor in the upcoming election and the other day, it was Chief of Board of Education. She couldn’t recall this lad from anywhere so that made her wonder who he was but it still wasn’t her business. “What shall I call you during our time together,” she murmured as she spoke in her husky tone.
 
He watched her and shook her hand in his slowly, she was quite petite and slim, but clearly have a nice big pair of boobs on her, that ocmbied with the tanned skin had been the main reason he'd picked her, and she came recommended. He nodded his head and laughed softly, "Yeah, I used my last line on you." He smirked and blushed just a little as he shrugged it off again.

As she asked the next question, he knew what else was coming, the same set of questions usually happened in the opening conversation, so he was ready for when they would pop up in the general chat. "Call me whatever you like, Dan, when we're out. In the bedroom, you can pick." He told her quietly, as his eyes glanced over her slowly. "I might be in Daddy mode later." He laughed softly, flirting with her already.

"So, we have the whole weekend with together. Tonight, Saturday, Sunday and then you go back to your Mistress Monday night, I paid extra for a little something on Monday too." He told her nicely, knowing they had a good weekend planned, in the middle of the city currently, far from his home as he was on a business trip currently.
 
Kerrie had a perfect little childish face, innocent eyes, and a body of a fully mature woman. Guys loved that. She’s had previous boyfriends who liked to keep her as their arm candy and be possessive about her. She just couldn’t take them treating her like some small girl. While in bedroom, it was okay but not if it consumed their relationship. So she decided after joining to work for Mistress R that she wants to stay away from dating shenanigans and if she needed, she’d keep it to friends with benefits or something, on her terms.

One could never look at her innocent face and imagine her to be working as an escort which is why she could pass for a girlfriend type material…it was that what the men wanted. They didn’t want wife material…they had wives at home and she tried to keep her standards one notch higher since it is that extra spice they was in their sexual life. Things that wives won’t do for them are what she’d do.

Her body seemed petite than other girls. She stood tall at 5’4”, weighed about 120 lbs and breasts that seemed just a little bigger for her body, 32 E. In another words, perfect little package a guy would want under their arm and show off to the world when out in public and ravage her when behind closed doors. She understood how filthy men were just after being with 5 different clients but in way it turned her on because she was the one who brought out that filth in them.

She sat there, keeping her distance since they were out in public and he obviously was an important man, she assumed. She wondered if someone referred him to her or she just caught his eyes when he saw those ten girls. She normally waited for instruction as they carried out normal conversation. She smiled as he told her what to call him when they’re out and asked her to pick something when behind the doors. While she was about to pick something, she heard his little wish. This wouldn’t be her first time calling someone Daddy.

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She leaned in to him and whispered, “I would love to be your little princess to your daddy, Daddy.” She smirked leaning back as he must have sniffed her peachy fragrance even more. She gave him a nod of acknowledgement, “That is correct. I’ve been asked to stay until Monday evening. I am sure you know it is in your power to extend or cut short the meeting. In case if cut short, you will still be charged for full three days as per agreement with Mistress R.” She took a sip from her glass of water and smiled, “With that out of the way, do you have any special request? You can always tell me as we go along spending time together.”
 
He kept watch on her body, slowly looking her over. She was indeed just what he wanted and needed on a busy weekend like this, having worked all week, he needed to relax a little. As she had been described on the website, 'the perfect girlfriend package', she looked and acted like your girlfriend for the public's view, and then, behind closed doors, she would do anything, anything at all.

He nodded his head, agreeing to what she said about staying for the certain amount of time, he knew the rules and the prices for how long it would be for her to stay on, the last girl he had used had been with him for a week longer while he'd been off work. He'd even taken her on a short holiday to a small island somewhere she'd always wanted to go.

He smiled towards her, as she asked her next question, he pondered for a moment and look straight to her. "Well, Daddy would sure like you to use those dainty little feet of yours." He said quietly, "I'm sure you are great with your hands and feet." He muttered quietly, unable to think of much more to add onto it. He was perfectly fine with anything at all, especially when the girl looked this good. He took another sip of his drink as he looked her over slowly.
 
Now that was professional. Kerrie got straight to the point. A quick glance at their setup for near future, keeping Mistress R between the two while she set him know she was there for his pleasure and his pleasure only and she was willing to do whatever asked of her….to the dot.

Mistress R had created a special page for each of her 10 girls. It included their pictures, all safe, their measurements and something special about them. Something that makes them different from other girls she had to offer. Kerri indeed was quoted at THE PERFECT GIRLFRIEND PACKAGE…because she was sweet and sexy. She could really get into the role given to her and give him a best night of his life. The prices were different for all the girls and it depended who were more in demand. Kerrie was on number four which meant there were other four but that was just a number and for some guys, she was number one. For Mistress R, the ranking was from the amount of money girls brought in. She was, after all, known for her discreet services to the rich, richer and the richest.

She noticed his glace on her body and she only smiled to herself knowing this guy already have a thing for her. She smiled at his comment, “Hmm I never knew daddy was into feet fetish.” She smiled and winked at him. It was a bliss to see a girl such as her flirt like that, who looked so innocent and playful at the same time. “Ohh I am great with lot of things. You just have no clue, that’s all.” One thing she learned in the business was to not to rush the clients. She was in no hurry to go anywhere but if he was then she’d be up for it. She sat there, “ So what else…” she shrugged and looked at him, for any hints that he may throw at her.
 
He watched her, allowing his arm to slowly move around her waist, as he moved his stool a little closer to her, watching each and every movement she did. There had been so many reasons he'd picked this girl this time, he'd been with the number one, but he imagined she would be far superior. He liked this one a lot more at first, she seemed more natural, open.

"Well..." He began as he though in his head, anything else he'd especially like, "We'll just have to wait and see, maybe you can teach me something new that I end up liking?" He asked, raising his eyebrow, as he glanced down her body and those wonderful legs, ending in those heels. "I'm sure a girl like you has a few tricks up his sleeves?" He asked, winking towards her once more, taking a sip.

His hand stayed wrapped around her waist, holding her dainty waist as he gently stroked it up and down. "And that you act like my girlfriend in the public, I'm sure you are good at that too." He murmured, leaning in close slowly, breathing on her neck a little, letting his breath also touch her ear a little, "Tell me... what do you like? You must have some certain fetishes that you just wish clients would ask you to do?" He asked, knowing that he treated the girls as equals, unlike some of the men that he knew, they would treat them more like whores, which he didn't agree with at all.
 
Kerrie watched his hand wrap around her slim waist and she knew what he wanted. He wanted her to be something that he can hold on to and proudly show off. Fortunately, she was good at it. She watched as he pulled his stood a little closer and she could smell his cologne. One of those expensive ones and she could tell by now. She flicked her hair over her shoulder to keep the side clear from which he was staring at her.

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She looked at him attentively as she started to spoke and she shrugged, “I like surprises. I hope you do too.” She laughed casually, “Me? Sure…even better. How about I show you later things I have excelled in.” She smiled, leaned in to whisper, “One of the trick I know and by far my favorite is I know how to make a cock disappear!” she leaned back and let his mind do rest of the imagination.

She found his hand to be gropey now that he’s had a taste of what she felt like, even though it was thru her thin dress. She chuckled hearing his request and she leaned over to him, her face half an inch away from his before she stole a quick kiss and leaned back, “Would a girlfriend do something like this?” It wasn’t a passionate one but just a quick smooch to let the people around them know she was his. This hot little gal belonged to the guy sitting next to her and let the rest of the guys in the burn with envy. “My biggest fetish is to fulfill yours. So spill away baby.” She looped her hand around his shoulder and pulled him towards her. “Don’t worry. I won’t run away if you are afraid of that…unless you really want me to run away and want to chase after me until you catch me and then pull my hair in some alley, only to lift my dress up and pull my panties down right there…you get the picture…don’t you?” She smiled.
 
He listened to everything she had to say and nodded his head slowly, she was way better than the last one. He smiled widely as he considered the things she was saying to him. "Well, like I said, feet, the name in bed..." He muttered, "The rest, we can see as it comes up can't we?" He asked with a raised eyebrow smiling to her, she was doing the perfect job, the bar man had glanced over a couple of times and clearly just thought we were a couple enjoying a drink.

"Can I get you a real drink? Can't have you drinking water all night!" Dan told this girl and shook his head slowly, ordering himself another beer, "And whatever my beautiful lady friend here would like." He told the bar man, again showing that nothing was to expensive for him, he was used to splashing the cash and was happy to.

"Then I'm sure after a drink or two, we can go to my hotel and you can show me this... disappearing cock trick. Sounds rather exciting if I don't say so myself." He chuckled, giving her another wink as he left his arm around her waist. Just like described, she was slim, but with the right amount of curves there, his hand was left stroking her side still, very gently as he watched her. Often wondering how other clients treated her, and if this was any different to some people she usually had.
 
Kerrie smiled at his comment about things he liked once past the room door and figuring things our as it came up. She was perfectly okay with that and preferred it that way…it felt and looked real than to plan things out beforehand, making it a set plot.

She smiled, “I thought you’d never ask. Something of your choice love. I will drink whatever you get for me. Know why?” She smiled at him, “Because I love you!” leaning in she place a quick smooch. She turned to the bartender, “One sex on the beach please,” she said and looked over at her, now, boyfriend.

“Yea…please don’t say it. It sounds weird hearing a cock from your mouth.” She tried to keep her voice down since the bartender was just around the corner. She darted her gaze around the pub and saw a decent sofa chair for two, “Come on babe. Let’s get comfortable at least for now.” She got up from her stool and walked to the couch, holding his hand as she led the way and pushed him so he can carefully sit down. Once he sat, she turned around and slowly part his legs, only to take seat on his left thigh, sitting sideways, “Much better?” she said throwing her right hand around his shoulder while holding her drink in her left.
 
He smiled a little wider, taking her hand and walking with her towards the comfy area, he felt himself pushed down and noticed a few people glancing over towards them, most of the men all eyeing up this girl, the woman smiling at what appeared to them to be a happy couple enjoying their time.

He fell back into the seat and smiled as she placed herself down onto his thigh, sitting against him, it just felt right with her sat there, back against the arm of the chair and her legs over the top of his legs, his hand moved and placed it gently on one of her knees, letting it stroke there again like he had done to her waist before. He smiled to her, looking her up and down once more as he stared at her sipping that drink.

"This is certainly way better!" He told her, stroking his hand against her soft, silky skin, watching her lips and face as she sipped back the drink. He took a sip of his own drink from the beer bottle, watching her there on his lap. He licked his lips, tasting her lipstick still on his lip as he smiled once more. Leaning back in the chair, it felt good having a beautiful girl sat on his lap, for anyone around the little pub to see.
 
Seeing her how she was acting with him came off as something so natural. People would be forced to assume she was his girlfriend…just the type that everyone would want. She was quite enjoying it herself as she was his girlfriend who was madly in love with her boyfriend.

She saw his hands over her knees as he gently caressed her there. She continued to sip from her glass of drink and smiled, “I assume you have picked few outfits from our website for me. I am curious what did you pick.” She asked casually while keeping herself closer to him. “Did you want to fill me in over the details of the weekend? You must have planned this through. Speaking of which, how often do you do this?” She asked casually, “Assuming you are actually single…”
 
"Only done this a few times. Once with your company, me and your Mistress used to be good friends back in University!" He commented nicely, "I was even offered to help her start the business, but I was too busy." He told this girl, as he kept his hand slowly stroking over her knee, loving the way her soft skin felt beneath his hand.

"I've only ever used one girl from your company, number 1 in the list." He laughed softly, "Although, I think with a few tweaks, after this weekend, you may be number 1." He winked up at her. "As for outfits..." He began, thinking for a second. "They were decided on what we are doing for the weekend..." He began, thinking about what he had planned.

"I was thinking. Tonight, just us two, in here, until we go to the hotel room. You've got your choice of outfit, 1 or 2 for that." He said, the numbered lingerie which he let her pick between, "Then tomorrow in the day, wear anything sexy and casual you have, shorts or something. A bikini. The white one on your site, we're going to the beach for the day." smiling as he thought of that, "At night, pick a nice revealing dress for a meal out, before more sexy lingerie that night... and finally, on Sunday. You can wear anything you like, you pick whatever you want to do, any price, anything you want to do around this hotel, or around the area. Up to you." He said nicely, "Then Monday, whatever you want again till we go home." He said, being nice and open to this girl, letting her pick stuff that she wanted.
 
Most of the clients actually know Mistress R in a way or other. She doesn’t just pick up clients out of blue. She says she gets many requests but only picks the best and only if they’re trustworthy. She didn’t get this far from not being so careful.

Kerrie sat there listening to him attentive, keeping casual touch going as he told her how he knew of her boss lady. She gave him a doubtful gaze, “Hold on. So if you guys were good friends back in University…how old does that make you?” she asked and sipped from her glass. Her fingers would trace over her dark flocks, gently placing them in their place so they wouldn’t obstruct her beautiful face.

She smiled, “The number 1. Crystal. She is good.” She didn’t envy her…matter of fact; none of the girl envied one another. They all had something different, something unique that certain guys liked. For this guy, she was number 1 and she smiled when he told her, “Awww see. That is why I love you so much.” She leaned and kissed his lips. Continuing the kiss since it was suppose to passionate, her hand came to cup his cheeks, pulling back, “I love you.” She said and pulled back.

Her eyes widened when he spoke of outfits and sort of laid out schedule of what the weekend looked for her. “I like beach. Need some tanning!” She chirped in excitement, “So it’s a date then? Tomorrow night?” She giggled, “I’d love that very much.” She sat back and looked at him, “Please refill the drink.” She told the waiter when she came by and asked for the same for him. “So…are you from around the area or just visiting?” She asked.
 
He loved how excited she seemed to be about everything and how into it she was, that had been the problem with the one he'd had before, she didn't have much passion for what she was doing outside of the bedroom, he smiled back as he considered the few questions laid out before him.

"I'm only 30." He commented, "She was an older student when I met her, so that explains why she is a bit older than me, and I have a youthful look!" He said with a smile, stroking his hand over her knee gently still, feeling so soft and shaven, she must have done preparing before she arrived to see him.

Once they kissed slowly and passionately, he was getting really into it. Making sure to keep the kiss going slowly, this was all somehow making him actually want this girl as his girlfriend, the though made him chuckle and he quickly pushed it back from his mind. She was getting paid to be like this after all.

"I'm visiting here. Been up for business all week, decided I needed a little... relaxation." He commented as he watched her telling the waiter to get another drink brought in, "And that's why I picked you, I'm sure this weekend shall be very relaxing, hopefully you pick something good for us to do on Sunday." He said with a nice, pleasant smile up to her, she was clearly worth the amount of money he had already spent and would be spending over the weekend.
 
She wasn’t faking her excitement. She was at a stage in her line of work where she was always looking forward to meeting different clients and see how twisted and sane they all were. Just thinking how they find happiness through her actually makes her tingly at times. She felt that better the chemistry, more the fun to spend time together than just fucking all the time behind closed doors.

Maybe it’s what she wanted from her life partner so she concentrated on what’s important in any relationship, communication….even though it was for a night or three or five. She giggled, “I am only 16!” she joked and nodded, “That’s totally understandable. She listened to him carefully, “Well visit more often!” she complained and pouted, “You always leave me here for so long and come only for few days. Next time you better come for a full week!” she played with his collar and added, “My last name is RELAXATION.” She said and rubbed his shoulders.

She made a thoughtful face and smiled wickedly, “Ummm Sunday should be our fantasy day! We roleplay. You tell me what you want me to become…of course we will have to make up a list of fantasy so we can shop before hand and all day long we will roleplay. Say you are my professor and I am a naughty or naïve student…whichever you dig. Something like that. Depending on that, we can carry onto Monday assuming you have your mind in the gutter!” she smirked looking at him to see how he’d take her suggestion.
 
He smiled widely at her suggestion, loving the idea of the roleplay with this girl. He laughed softly as he looked her up and down. "I think you as a school girl would be brilliant." He laughed softly, "Maybe a naughty girl, who needs her sexy little butt spanking." He asked with a raised eyebrow and a little laugh, stroking her leg softly.

He glanced at his other wrist to check the time, smiling back to her again. "Maybe we should take a couple of drinks back to the room, see just why the Mistress hired you in the first place?" He asked as he patted her knee gently.

"Waiter!" He called over the man again, "Can I get a bottle of your finest champagne and two glasses. We want them sent up to our room as quickly as you can please." He told the waiter, slapping some money down onto the table, hoping it would be enough for what he was buying, before he stood up from the chair, sliding this girl off of his lap, keeping his arm around her waist as he smiled.
 
She knew he liked her suggestion and was glad. She smiled wide, “Naughty school girl it is. We will have to think of others. Keep them coming so we aren’t just blank when we actually go out shopping for it.” She looked at him, “I may need some spanking from Daddy tonight.” She winked at him as he spoke to the waiter.

She slowly slid off his lap when he patted her knee, “What are you, trying to get me drunk?” She giggled, “Let’s see…I can be your wife.” She said feeling his hand wrap around her waist and she gently wrapped hers around him but barely could fit. She just leaned into him and walked next to him. “How about a secretary!” she giggled looking up, “And my brother or brother’s friend or both. Who cares?” She smiled as they walked next to each other.
 
He smiled as they walked, biting his lip as he thought of all the suggestions she was telling him. "A nurse looking after me." He said as they walked out of the bar area, the waiter telling them their drinks would be brought up in about 10 minutes, they nodded and walked out of the room together. "A sexy bikini model, in an interview." He joked to her as they walked along through the lobby of the hotel that was connected to the little bar.

He knew that a lot of eyes were looking her way, he imagined that she was used to it, looking as stunning as she did. He was perfectly happy with this girl in his arm, walking along as he stroked her side gently, smiling to a couple of the guys staring over at her, those heels clicking loudly on the tiled floor just inviting people to glance over as they approached the elevators. "How about a slightly incestuous one for the roleplay?" He asked with a smile aimed to her.
 
She pulled on his shoulder, “Ohh I like that. Naughty nurse.” She said and smiled, “Here’s something. A maid!” She spoke in her excited tone as they walked out of the bar area and towards the lobby to take the elevator up to the room.

“A model…I can do. A director and actress desperately need work or money.” She smiled, “Ohh there are so many possibilities love.” She walked closer to him as her heels clicked away, not noticing the attention she was getting from all the men who also looked at him with envy. “Incest? Like what your sister?” she asked curiously, “Do tell me.” She said as they jumped into the elevator.
 
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