lovingfingers
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I finished dressing and took a quick look in the mirror. Every community had its style and this was not as unusual as some. There tended to be a lot of black and a lot of leather on Fridays at the Club, but I found that too cliché for my taste. I had chosen a linen suit, with a pale cotton shirt and silk tie. On my tall frame, it would make me stand out and that was useful. Some of the women who came to the Club were looking to be overwhelmed, taken, dominated, but not by some hairy brute. Mine was a more sophisticated image, and one I enjoyed.
I was putting on my watch when I heard a knock at the door. I wasn't expecting anyone, so peered out a window to see a young woman standing on my stoop. I went to the door and opened it, regarding her curiously, "Hello." Several things struck me immediately. Her attire was not particularly flattering, rather loose, if functional. That was a shame, because it seemed she had a nice body beneath. She wore no makeup, but had a very naturally pretty face. And, she was carrying a book in a zippered leather case.
This could either be interesting, or quite tedious...
I was putting on my watch when I heard a knock at the door. I wasn't expecting anyone, so peered out a window to see a young woman standing on my stoop. I went to the door and opened it, regarding her curiously, "Hello." Several things struck me immediately. Her attire was not particularly flattering, rather loose, if functional. That was a shame, because it seemed she had a nice body beneath. She wore no makeup, but had a very naturally pretty face. And, she was carrying a book in a zippered leather case.
This could either be interesting, or quite tedious...
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