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Jason had slept little that day. A few hours after dawn along with several short naps throughout the day. Somewhere in there, he had ordered Asher a new desk and laptop, having them delivered to the club. A note with the delivery had stated that for the rat's own good, she should leave them in the upstairs office until Asher woke.
When dusk came and Jean Claude rose, Jason acted the perfect pomme. He fed his master, set out his clothes and did the few errands that were requested of him. Then he was let go, heading to Guilty Pleasures for his shift. A few hours of serving drinks and stripping for good tips and then he was slipping out the back door and taking the alleys to Asher's club.
There were a few people inside, finishing up for the opening that was to take place the next night. Nodding to the workers, Jason slipped downstairs to the living quarters.
"Asher?"
When dusk came and Jean Claude rose, Jason acted the perfect pomme. He fed his master, set out his clothes and did the few errands that were requested of him. Then he was let go, heading to Guilty Pleasures for his shift. A few hours of serving drinks and stripping for good tips and then he was slipping out the back door and taking the alleys to Asher's club.
There were a few people inside, finishing up for the opening that was to take place the next night. Nodding to the workers, Jason slipped downstairs to the living quarters.
"Asher?"