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Becca was on the stage, wearing a sash with a crown on her head as a male stripper danced all over her. The swell of his dick was evident in his leather pants, but she didn’t seem to mind as she grabbed his ass.
This was her scene.
Waylen was elsewhere. He disappeared into the crowd because he didn’t want to suffocate me with his presence. His words, not mine. He was unusually nice, but I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Plus, I had witnessed his sweet side. I knew he could be good if he wanted. I meandered through sweaty bodies to find my other best friend. Fumi was short, so she could easily get lost in the crowd.
Someone snatched my wrist. My breath returned to my lungs when I saw it was Fumi. She was among those cheering the stripper as he pulled his pants to his ankle.
“Yes,” Becca screamed. I wondered what her fiancé was doing. Probably at another strip club? Those two were sure to have an
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She Belongs To The Alphas 34: Take her. Go.
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She Belongs To The Alphas 35: Point painfully taken
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She Belongs To The Alphas 36: Someone was watching
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She Belongs To The Alphas 37: Car bomb
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She Belongs To The Alphas 38: Leave
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She Belongs To The Alphas 39: And my heart
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