The Whisperer led them to a sitting room and politely asked them to sit, and that he'd be back in a moment. Nike managed to let go of Robert's hand to sit down on a sette sofa. "I wonder how long we have to wait, its not like I have alot of time."
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"Well, if you have a drink with me, I might tell you," she said sticking her tongue between her teeth and giving him a wink. She spun around and sashayed through the crowd to the bar, wondering if her jeans were tight enough. She hoped he was following her. She leaned against the bar and waited, her anticipation, making her vibrate with energy.
Mystery Guild of Randomness
Life is Random, so are we!
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