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Victoria checked the bathroom to make sure that she had not left anything behind; she closed her carry-all and put the box her Mistress had sent her the day before in her hand luggage. She was more than ready to go home. The raven-haired Assistant District Attorney had been asked to present a panel at the annual Conference of Women in Law Enforcement in Chicago.

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The place is not what I expected. The atmosphere is bright, glitzy, with an overall techno feel that seems almost cold. I had expected something warmer, more ... nurturing, feminine, I guess, from a place that caters exclusively to women. I wonder if this appeals to the butch types, and then laugh at myself for indulging in stereotypes. What do I know, anyway - it's my first time in a "girl bar".

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My name is Kashish, and this is the story of how my life changed from an ordinary, conservative young woman to everything I am proud of being today. I was born to a regular middle class family in India and for the 18 years I had stayed there, I had all the values and culture instilled in me and it was always expected that I would abide by everything I was taught.

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Note - this story is entirely fictional and has no relation to any real life events. * I awoke disoriented, in the dark, wondering where I was and who that was kissing my pussy. I heard a giggle, and a soft voice asking, "Oh, did I wake you?" It slowly came back to me. I was in bed with Beth Roberts, a call girl I had booked the night before. We had made a real connection with each other - me, a 34 year old attorney, she an 18 year old part time 'escort', who had never actually 'escorted' before meeting me.

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