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Trad looked out his office window at the miles of acreage before him. Woods leading to both snow capped mountain tops above, and dry grassy prairie plains below. Streams flowed down from the mountain, eventually spilling into a river which cut through the woods and spewed it’s pure, cool, mountain water into a beautiful and clear lake.
He smiled thinking about how his life felt very much like his acreage. Two worlds, that is.
The world of the snowy mountain top and the world of the dry prairie grass.
The world of multi-million dollar business deals and the world of secret, hedonistic, animalistic s*x.
Emily was in only one of those worlds.
And for a long time, the girls Trad dated were in either one of those worlds: most (the one night stands) were in the hedonist world. Some (his
