28: b**m Club?
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A b**m club? A fuckin b**m Club?
Oh my God! I think I took a bite bigger than I can chew. As if the idea itself wasn’t enough to traumatize me, I made a mistake by googling 'b**m porn'. Now both my head and my search history are tainted.
Oh my f*****g God. I am sure I have lost noteworthy brain cells in that assault last night. Only that could explain my stupid behaviour.
Stupid, so fuckin stupid.
I call Lena in panic.
“Sophie? Why are you awake yet?” she asks in a drowsy voice, and I glance at the watch. It's 1 am.
“Ummm, I feel like someone has given me a shot of adrenaline,” I admit truthfully.
“Wait what? You are supposed to be taking a rest. What were you doing?” She asks, sobering up from her sleep.
I bite my lips. “I… I was curious
