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Willing to couple up with a woman? Check.

Willing to couple up with more than one participant? Pass. I don’t like sharing. Never have, never will.

Soft limits, hard limits, levels of experience, interests, kinks, toys, equipment…I tick yes to nearly everything. This isn’t my first rodeo, and I know exactly what I like.

I wonder if Angelica has filled out her questionnaire yet. I’d love to see her answers. I have to admit I’ve not seen her with the questionnaire in hand yet, but that doesn’t mean she’s not done it.

As the time to leave approaches, anticipation swirls inside of me like a potent elixir. The thought of delving into the depths of Club Ecstasy, exploring its clandestine corners, ignites a fire within. I can’t help but consider what lies behind those closed doors, what secrets and uncharted desires await us.

My gaze shifts towards Angelica, her figure bathed in the soft glow of the dressing table’s lights. A slight smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she meticulously applies her makeup for the evening, her eyes occasionally glancing up to meet mine with an enigmatic spark.

She looks stunning like this. Not all done up – I don’t care about that – but her eyes shining with excitement. She never looks like this at work, or even at home when I see her around the apartment block or at the gym. There’s something awakened in her since this morning that seems to have brought her to life.

As I watch Angelica, a mixture of curiosity and desire courses through my veins. How has she managed to remain so composed? Is she as eager as I am for the night to unfold? I wonder what lies beneath her calm exterior, what thoughts are swirling in her mind.

Yes, I know we’re attending tonight for work, but anticipation still bubbles under the surface of my skin – especially at the thought of experiencing this party with Angelica.

Finally, she finishes applying her makeup and turns to face me, her eyes shimmering with an intoxicating combination of apprehension and excitement.

“Are you ready?” she asks me quietly, nibbling on the corner of her bottom lip.

“I am. I’m looking forward to it.”

“Do you think I need to bring a notebook or anything with me?”

“A notebook?” I raise a brow.Who the hell brings a notebook to a sex party?

“To take notes…for the client.”

“I’m pretty sure tonight will be memorable enough to be able to feed back to Mr Alpine.”

“I guess. Do you think they’ll let us take photos?”

I frown. “I don’t think so. For people’s privacy. It was in the waiver. You read it, right?”

“Of course I did. And I didn’t mean to take photos of people, I just meant the decor and things.”

“I’m pretty sure we have to turn our phones in on arrival.”

“I know. That’s why I brought a camera.”

I stare at her. Do people even use cameras anymore? I decide not to push the issue. Shaking my head to hide my smirk, I tell her, “It can’t hurt to ask.”

“You’re right. I’ll bring it in my bag anyway. The worst that can happen is they say no.”

I check my watch. “Are you going to get dressed? We need to leave soon.” I don’t want her to feel like I’m rushing her, but I hate being late.

“Umm, you can go ahead without me.”

“I thought we’d take one car.”

She shakes her head. “I’d prefer to drive.”

“I’m happy to be your passenger prince,” I tell her with an easy going smile. Thankfully it earns me a laugh.

“Let’s take two cars. I never know if I’ll need to make a quick getaway.”

I laugh but she doesn’t join me and I have to hide my sigh of disappointment. She’s still keeping me at arm’s length. Why won’t she let me get close to her? I feel like she’s slipping through my fingers. This was my chance to finally get close to her and I feel like I’m missing my chance with her.

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