charlie had no business in being this cheerful. sheâd read the frustration on otherâs faces, and she understood it. but the girl herself? things were a bit easier than that. this was an upgrade, from her years of struggling, crashing on couches, blowjobs instead of rent... and all in search of her dreams. she could still reach them, charlie thought. there were ways. dance wasnât always lucrative, but... if she met the right master or the right mistress, it could be different. âi kind of like the outfits they gave me,â she said, cautious, eager not to step on any toes.
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