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2 days later. Grateford street, Laceron Bar. ********* At the counter, Asher drank from the exquisite glass of wine. He stared at his phone periodically and would occasionally take a peek at the other customers. "Wilson, one more bottle, please," he said to the bartender. "Alright, sir." the barkeeper replied with a nod and fetched him a bottle of red wine. This was his 3rd bottle while here. Suddenly, his phone beeped and he took it. He saw a message that read: "Asher, please turn around and see a wonder." He shook his head with a chuckle and spun the bar stool around. He saw the silhouette of a tall lady at the entrance and beckoned on her to come. The lady came in and headed for him straight in her transparent pink 6 inch pleaser heels and a thigh-length white lace gown embroi

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