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WHAT anonymous hookups that may not become something more
WHEN modern day
WHERE a room
WHY blame Leo
There were always a number of different requests given to her day in and day out as to what people wanted from her. They ranged from the cute and relatively mundane to the weird and "I'm going to call security to escort you out of here." This request, however was an odd one. Total anonymity in an industry that thrived on being anonymous of everyone's safety to an extreme most people didn't usually take it. It was because of anonymity that she was called Bat here, beyond the fact that of course she'd call herself one of the cutest animals ever.
The client was a woman, young and quite clearly carrying an air of nervousness over the whole situation. Most people couldn't really go through with this, chickening out before they got through the front door, but she had stayed firm, making it all the way to her room, blindfolded and waiting for Bat to lead her in. The room was dark, the only light being what little could shine in from the window that had its blinds closed to make it as dark as possible. Thankfully for both of them, she knew the layout of the room and took the girl's hand, gently leading her to the bed and sitting her down on it, sitting down on it as well and pulling her to the center of the bed.
"You know the rules? Whatever happens, if you want it to stop, we're stopping. You just got to let me know."
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WHAT anonymous hookups that may not become something more
WHEN modern day
WHERE a room
WHY blame Leo
There were always a number of different requests given to her day in and day out as to what people wanted from her. They ranged from the cute and relatively mundane to the weird and "I'm going to call security to escort you out of here." This request, however was an odd one. Total anonymity in an industry that thrived on being anonymous of everyone's safety to an extreme most people didn't usually take it. It was because of anonymity that she was called Bat here, beyond the fact that of course she'd call herself one of the cutest animals ever.
The client was a woman, young and quite clearly carrying an air of nervousness over the whole situation. Most people couldn't really go through with this, chickening out before they got through the front door, but she had stayed firm, making it all the way to her room, blindfolded and waiting for Bat to lead her in. The room was dark, the only light being what little could shine in from the window that had its blinds closed to make it as dark as possible. Thankfully for both of them, she knew the layout of the room and took the girl's hand, gently leading her to the bed and sitting her down on it, sitting down on it as well and pulling her to the center of the bed.
"You know the rules? Whatever happens, if you want it to stop, we're stopping. You just got to let me know."
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She tilted her head, not sure exactly what she was doing but getting closer to Bat without getting in her way at the same time. There was a flutter in her chest and she could feel something going on down at her vagina without being able to place exactly how her body was reacting. Everything was new, and she blamed the American schooling system that this was how she was going to learn to recognize her body's signals. Nervous at being caught out, she pulled a hand back to play with her own hair, tugging it over her shoulder to run down the strands and give herself something to do.