Mr.X
My buyer walks to the red sofa, where he sits, and says, "Take off your clothes, Doce."
I get up from the bed, looking at him with the most serious expression I can muster. I let my hair down, shaking my head to spread it over my shoulders. I place my hands on my dress shirt, unbuttoning it one by one without taking my eyes off X, who slowly brushes his fingers across his lips, then resting them on his chin. I let my shirt fall to the floor, exposing my black half-cup bra. I touch the straps, sliding them off my shoulders one by one until they are completely removed. I go to the clasp and undo it, freeing my breasts. Then my hands descend to the waistband of my pants, unbuttoning and pulling
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