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Mar 01, 2007 21:00

Jack had hurried home and now stood, collar removed, baring his throat for his best customer. This only happened occasonally. Tonight, apparently, was going to be 'busy, but boring' for her. As usual, it was only a few brief moments before the parody of ecstasy was over. The only time she had made him dizzy enough that he needed to sit down, she'd muttered that she should be more careful, because she had 'enough friends.'
Jack had spent a long time thinking about the implications of that.
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