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“Miss Brim. You seem bothered. Please be honest with me…can I help you at all? Social norms won’t apply to you here…no one has to know.”
You scoot back from the table, your member lightly slapping you on the belly.
>“S-Sir! P-Please! I…”
Brim hesitates, swallowing down whatever words she was about to let out.
>”…Would it relieve this heat?”
“Yes.”
>”…And no one will know?”
“No. I promise.”
>”…If…If that is your wish…then…I will comply.”
[ END OF PART 2 ]
