Cloud 9 was accurately named. above the rest of the city sat a beautiful bar && lounge filled with beautiful women and men willing to spend money on them. in a nude dress that had already seen plenty of use, cassidy teetered from the heel of one borrowed shoe to the other. meanwhile, rory inspired awe and envy in each patron of the establishment. her dark locks, full lips, and perfectly curved figure kept the attention of more people than cassidy could count. “i don’t think I have been to a place so…qu’est-ce que c’est en anglais…fancy?” her voice was a whisper, the admission inciting nerves behind her stomach despite the glass of pinot noir. “ is this what you are used to? places with so much…opulence ?”
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