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(Khalee in media)

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We walked into the lunch after Khalee talked to the bouncer. We walked in and it was so.....so....sexy.

Waitresses walked around in lingerie for the customers and some women and men who were customers walked around naked and some were left in their underwear.

I clenched my thighs as I looked to the stage to see a women being pleasured, her private parts bare to everyone.

Two men plunged into her at the same time making me gasp. "It's a BDSM club..." Said Khalee dragging me to the bar. I blushed as a woman slipped my strap off my shoulders  almost setting free my boobs.

We sat down and ordered twenty shots. I loved getting drunk, sometimes. It made me feel free.

After about five shots and a dances I was drunk. I could barely stand straight the whole time I felt eyes on me.

I looked towards those eyes, and was met with Gabriel's eyes. I blushed furiously at the state he saw me in.

I was dancing with a man but I pushed him away, to find Khalee, but she was half naked with stripper sucking her boobs.

I looked for Théo but he was already heading towards her. I rushed to her.
"Khalee wait g-ettt up." I giggled.

"You, here's a customer." She said pulling me to sit beside her. Another striper came and sat me on their lap.

I blushed furiously knowing what was about to happen. She tried to pull down the top of my dress setting my twins free.

"W-wait-" before I could finish my sentence I was pulled off her lap and into a hard chest.
I didn't bother to cover up and followed the person as they dragged us into a private area.

"G-Gabriel." I said as I sat meekly.

"Nailah." He said roughly grabbing my strap and covering me up.

He thinks you're ugly.

He sat down drinking his whiskey, paying no mind to my question. I didn't like that.
"Don't you have lectures tomorrow?"
He was avoiding the question.

"Well yes but-i. You're not my dad." I said not knowing what to say.

He payed no mind to me motioning to Khalee. She was stood on the bar table with Théo shouting at her to get down.

"Oh Lord."

I rushed down the stairs almost tripping over my own feet, we had to get going, we had a mandatory on site lecture tommorow.

"Its okay, I'll take her." I said pulling Khalee down from the table, I grabbed our things from the bar, and draped her hand over my neck.

"Will you be OK?"

"Do you need me to drive you home?"

He asked following us. "N-no it's alright."
I walked out of the bustling club. And walked to our parked car.

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