Maybe Wrong, Maybe Right
The final pages were a shortened version of Troy's yes list, but with three columns next to each kink, marked Y/N/M, which I assumed meant yes, no, and maybe.
I took the pen in my sweaty hand and started to tick the boxes. My hard no's were the same as his, except perhaps for voyeurism, so I mostly marked the maybe box just to be on the safe side. My imagination ran away with me when I read the words, but I had no idea if reality would measure up to fantasy, and I wanted to find out for myself before I committed to anything I hadn't done yet.
Troy returned a few hours later. At that point, I had gone through his paperwork, and were busy watching pornography on my cellphone, searching out eve
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