#134960 - It was only then that I noticed that Andre hadn’t even bothered to put my thong back on me, and that it probably didn’t even matter. The sickness in the pit of my stomach that I’d felt since Andre turned the Wrangler toward Alan’s gate grew tenfold as I stood in a room with a dozen men, all of whom knew me professionally. We made small talk as we dined, but I knew better than to ask about the evening’s plans, having already been told they wouldn’t be revealed in advance.
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