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“I can’t believe I’m actually here.” Alison turned to Harker as he pulled the car into the parking garage at La Petite Mort Club. “What’s it like inside? Is everyone hot and sexy? Will they be doing it right at the door? Are there beds or do people do it on chairs or standing or—”
“You’ll see.” He parked and got out.
Alison hurried out of the car, her loose, black skirt falling back into place without any tugging from her. She’d been surprised but happy when Ellie had suggested a loose skirt instead of one that clung to her curves like a second skin. She actually felt like she looked good in this outfit.
Her skirt fell to mid-thigh with a small slit up the back. It was simple with straight lines and as far as skirts went it was okay, but she loved her new shirt. It was soft pe
