Chapter 2

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Mr. Steel gripped his steering wheel tighter with frustration as he sped along the motorway. His
Jaw clenching at the thought of the event.

"This is it; the last one." he huffed to himself. He had been to many of these auctions before, however, all of the girls who claimed to be 'littles' were only horny gold-diggers hoping for a little attention. Want he really wanted was a pure little angel for him to spoil.

He pulled up into the marble drive way and took a deep breath before stopping, noticing his old friend by the door who shofered for the company.

"Ahh Mr. Steel, How nice of you to be joining us again tonight." The withered old man dressed in deep red spoke in a thick British accent as he held the car door open. Mr. Steel handed the man his car keys with no hesitation.

"My pleasure Albert, I'm hoping tonight may be the night." Mr. Steel winked at him and walked straight into the lobby of the grand hall.
He walk right over to Charlie, his best friend, and took his seat in the audience.
"Adam? I'm surprised you even bothered showing up." He whispered, looking shocked his friend even bothered coming.
"Yes, I know it's been a while but I thought I might as well put myself out there again. Besides, I had a good feeling about this one-" Suddenly, he was interrupted by the lights dimming and the announcer belting into the microphone.

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