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Their absurd conversation seemed more interesting than being in the middle of parents talking about taboo subjects. "You want to ask her to stay here?" asked Uncle Dean, who was holding my shoulder, looking in the direction Rena had gone. "Ben's just looking for a safe place, Dad." "For what, a safe place for your seed?" "Dad ...., Ben will tell you later." Even though I had already told him about Rena's background as a lust-satisfier for one of Uncle Dean's rivals. Satya Erlangga is not a man who is hard to find in an internet search page. Only his good side as a construction businessman working with the government. Sex gratification itself is not uncommon as an exchange agreement.

I ask, sitting across from her. She exhales sharply. “Guy booked an hour, was fine at first, but halfway through he tried to take the condom off. I told him no, he acted like it was no big deal, kept trying to charm his way past it. I called security before it escalated, but still, fucking hate dealing with those types.” I grit my teeth. “Who was he?” She shrugs. “Some finance asshole, first-time client. Security already blacklisted him.” “Good,” I say, then lean forward. “You alright?”

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