“Tell me, Violet. Who did you think of when you put on this sexy little dress and that shiny pink lipstick?”
“Myself,” I say clearly. “I wanted to feel pretty.”
“You did it for yourself?”
“Yeah. Is there a problem with that?”
“On the contrary.” A flick of his finger, a tiny graze, and he’s stroking my cheek. “I’m glad you’re seeing yourself in a different light.”
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— Dec 02, 2025 11:03AM
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