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It was a sunny morning in May. Alexandra had just been served her tea on the East Balcony of her sprawling ocean side mansion. Just like every day she ate her breakfast to the sounds of the waves breaking on the cliffs at the edge of her property. As she quietly picked at the delicate croissant and fresh fruit that was served to her she was interrupted by the head servant. It was part of his job to keep the lady of the house informed as to the goings on at the mansion.

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"You are a fucking whore!" His eyes blazed as he glared down at me and a reached up to grab his shirt. "Baby, wait it is not what you think...." I started as he shoved me away from him. "You were all over those guys on the dance floor! I saw with my own eyes, I am not fucking blind!" He stalked into the corner of the room and out the exit. I looked around the crowded club, only a few people close had noticed anything and they returned to dancing.

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