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The Kinky Roadtrip – P4

i blushed within the darkness, remembering of other excusions and the sensation i’d had of being watched. Not simply observed .. however that creepy sort of moderate paranoid feeling of being stalked. He continued. “If our observations and heritage checks are satisfactory, the Master is invited to meet his first membership duty. The application cash…
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The Kinky Roadtrip – P3
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The Kinky Roadtrip – P2

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The Kinky Roadtrip – P1

Dora, my secretary, dropped the FedEx letter on my table nonchalantly. “Taking a trip,” she asked? “Hmmmm?” i replied, my head buried deep in economic projections and my interest riveted in resolving that stubborn round calculation that had eluded me for the past 15 minutes. “This is another one from that ‘Excursion’ location. What is…