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Masters offers me his elbow in escort, which I nervously accept, and we walk to the door.
The limo is crazy. All kinds of tricked out. I've been in limos before, the standard kind you rent for prom sort of thing, and they don't blow me away, but this blows me away. It's a Hummer, leather interior, wood grain accents, beautiful bar, lights that twinkle like Christmas but without the cheesy string. I don't know how to describe it other than lush. I'd be fine living in this space if it had a bathroom.
Settled inside with the partition down between us and Jeff, the driver calls back to me, "Ma'am, where are we heading to this evening?"
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