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âHey, maybe Dollar Store Avengers are my thing. Donât shit on what I like.â Tony winked and shot Nat a smile, ordering another two drinks before he turned to her and nodded. âSure, letâs go watch and see what trouble we can get into. Lead the way.â
Nat took her drink with her and headed to the private viewing room sheâd reserved. Plush seats, drinks and food and discrete toys and lube all tucked away for use.
She sat down and got comfortable before looking to the stage. âWe can see them but no one looking up can see us.â
Tony rolled his eyes but sat without complaint and sipped one of his drinks slowly. After a few moments, the show began and Tony felt himself thinking of times gone by and hours wasted doing the same exact thing in his youth.Â
âThis reminds me of college,â he muttered under his breath.
















