Story 7 episode 3. When things got darker and I sold my soul to the devil.

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We came back to my condo.

She said she wanna use the washroom really fast.

I poured her a drink and she walked towards me. She reminded me of all my mistakes I surpassed.

“Handcuffs?” I asked. she nodded with a smile.

“Candles?” She asked. I was obliged.

How nasty could it get I cogitated?

At what cost was my alter ego contaminating my soul and hurting my pride.

Kissed her goodbye next morning and she asked me for a ride.

I don’t do this usually but I dropped her home with a chide.

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