The scent of mint was heavy on the air. It was as if every person in the room was chewing mint chewing gum, and breathing deeply. The room itself was very dark. I had been in this exact situation so many times before, and tonight was no different, but the usual was still exciting, taboo, and feral. I moved down the little walkway, feeling the velvet carpet conform to the undersides of my slender, bare feet. The destination was a white-silk covered platform, raised about three feet off the ground. It looked like a plush dance floor, in all actuality. I moved silently, and as gracefully as I could. The darkened room only had light on that platform, so it was difficult to see the audience, but I knew it to be all male. As it always was....
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