MAYRA THE GOOD GIRLS!

MAYRA THE GOOD GIRLS!

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Lourdess: - mayra get ready there is a client for you and this time please no more overdoses - you will have two and a half hours *One line, two lines, three lines how could I stay lucid in these moments where pleasure is a nightmarish moment! This white powder that makes me high regardless of myself remained my only way to survive *Customer 1: or la la la lahr... It's always a pleasure to be served by you mayra -go dance for me How could I have gotten to this point? How did my life turn into a nightmare? -Claudia's name was my mother, peace to her soul - Frédéric is called my father and ultimately Mercedess my little sister the only one who kept me from a potential suicide Three months earlier...
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Cash I fucked up. Or rather, I'm fucked up. How did I, a high ranking member of the French mafia, allow myself to be distracted by this... stripper? I was supposed to use her for information, that's it. It should have been easy. I pay her money and she tells me about the Russians. Simple. Except, I fucked it up. I let the one advantage we had over them go because I fucking claimed her. What's even worse is that she hates pretending to be my woman and fights me with every single thing. Yeah, it's a fucked up situation but now that I've met her and she's mine, I wouldn't change a goddamn thing. Lux I fucked up. I knew the risk of the Russian men finding out about me but I went along with it anyway. Hell, I almost had to. If you were offered $10,000 to ask a man a few question, would you turn it down? You're a goddamn liar if you say no. Or maybe you're smart as hell because now I'm stuck with a mafia man that refuses to leave me alone. I'm now in between a war I never knew existed. If I had the chance to go back and never meet Cash, would I do it? You damn right I would. Who am I kidding? Now I'm the goddamn liar.

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