The Encounter

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"Boots you say?....your more kinky than I thought...yes I'm home...no you can't come, it's too late for that...I'll make it up to you tomorrow, I promise......Alright...I love you too." I finally hung up the phone. 'How exhausting..' I said in my head, which was true. Ever since I met her she's been more clingy than she seemed when I first met her.

I was at a bar with a few friends, and she was the bartender, covering for another one of my friends. The men in the bar kept smiling at her, somehow trying to seduce her with their looks. Some even dared to call out to her, saying all kinds of things. "Hey sexy!" "Is it hot in here, or is it just you?" And more. The women just sucked their teeth, and I tried to defend her. But when there's a 20% amount of women against a 80% amount of men in the bar, it didn't do so much.

I brushed off the feeling after a few minutes, and went up to my room, going up the stairs. I took off my clothes, and stood in front of the mirror. I flexed a bit...well more than a bit. When I reached for my glasses, as I usually liked to read before going to bed. When I reached for my book, I noticed something dark behind it. And when I realized what it was, I dropped the book.

It was a camera.

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