Shattered Vows
Xavier told us to make ourselves at home, so I took the one with the private balcony, and Dawn took the one near the kitchen.
“So, what’s the plan tonight?” I ask, curling my hair in loose waves and lining my lips with red lip liner before applying my Ruby Woo lipstick.
“There’s this club I found,” Dawn says, grinning. “Total VIP. Don’t worry, I already got us on the list with my connections.”
I give it a full, fan-worthy spin. “My international hacker.”
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We dress to destroy.
I wear my Jagger Dress in Fiery Red. It clings to my curves as if it were hand-stitched by a man in love—and strappy René Caovilla stilettos. Freshly layered vagina is already purring.
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