This story is wholly fictional. That being said, I dedicate this story to a past love.
Should someday you read this, know I loved you despite how far we fell.
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~EPILOGUE~
I was told I was scheduled for a special in about a week. I didn't think much of it because it seemed like a sort of business as usual. So I prepared like anyone would. I set aside my best apparel, powerful red lace but solid cloth covering anything presumptuous. I was determined to make this my best dance. Time passed until my special date. I didn't know who this was, what they looked like, what they did, nothing. This was just as much a surprise to me as it was to him. I remember walking through the purple lit hall, illuminating the smoke that filled the establishment. I remember passing other girls and some that encouraged me that I was gonna be great on my first time, despite having been here for a few weeks.
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Love and Impurity
RomanceLove can be found almost anywhere. Some find it on beds after payment, some with just a smile, sometimes a kiss sparks into flourition. The problem with love is that sometimes its caused by impurity. A strange need to take someone and fix them, or t...
