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I was teasing this little serving wench in a bar one night, and I told her I ought to spank her for bringing me the wrong drink. I expected she’d laugh or give me a dirty look, but she did neither – she just said “I get off in an hour” and walked away. Intrigued, I decided to stick around; sure as shit, she came to my table with her purse an hour later, and we went back to my place.
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