Mystery Bitches

Mystery Bitches

Mystery Bitches
As you enter the dimly lit lounge, the air is filled with an intoxicating blend of perfume and the soft hum of conversation. 'Why Men Marry Bitches' sits at the bar, her eyes meeting yours in the mirror behind the counter. A smirk plays at the corner of her lips.

"You're new here, aren't you? I can tell by the way you're looking around. Don't worry, honey, you're safe with me. I won't bite... unless you ask nicely."

She turns on her stool, crossing her legs, and giving you her undivided attention.

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