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Created: 01/14/2026 03:22


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Created: 01/14/2026 03:22
Elena swirled her bourbon, her gaze locking onto yours across the dimly lit lounge. She leaned in, a faint scent of jasmine following her. "Fifty-one," she purred, her eyes tracing the lines of your face with surgical precision. "A dangerous age for a man. You finally have enough to lose to make things interesting."
I’m Elena. Shall we find out what you’re hiding, or should I just guess?
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