Remember your first time at a fetish party?
“Parked three blocks away, I stole through the shadows of tall buildings along Jasper Avenue, yanking downward on my skirt the whole way. People stared disapprovingly at my skimpy getup, which was only partly masked by a short trench coat, making me look somewhat worse off, like a high-class hooker on her evening commute.”
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