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    was taken, and they began shaving her all over her body. It was
    strange and very hard to stay still as they worked between her
    legs. Once finished, the towel was again wrapped around her and
    she was taken back into the room with all the dresses.
    The mistress was standing there with a short dress in one
    hand, and a shot glass in the other. She handed the glass to
    Samara with the simple order to drink it. She did.
    “Please remove the towel and slip these on.” She handed her
    a lace thong.
    The thong made her blood start to boil, mostly because it was
    the kind of shit that freak had her wearing when she went for the
    “viewings”.
    Turning her back on the mistress, Samara slipped the thong
    up her legs and in place. Crossing her arms over her bare
    breasts, she turned back around as the white gown was slid over
    her head. It was short and flowing, reaching her knees. The back
    was open all the way down to the small of her back, mere inches
    from showing off the thong. The top was also open and free. The
    style made it easy for anyone to take it off. All that would be
    needed to remove the gown would be to slip the folded shoulder
    straps off her shoulders, and then the damn thing would crumple
    to the floor.
    Her hair was brushed back and left loose; light eye makeup
    was applied, and a gloss put on her lips. She was told she
    wouldn’t need shoes.
    Two different guards waited for them outside the room. The
    mistress led the way out, down the hall and set of stairs.
    A small party was going on with more men than there seemed
    to be girls for. Talk somewhat stopped when she walked in, but
    the quiet didn’t last.
    Waiters walked around with trays of snacks and glasses of
    wine. Samara was hungry, but she was more worried about what
    was going to happen. She moved around, between people and
    dodged a few guys who, for some strange reason, tried to kiss
    her.
    “It’s part of the game.” Samara jumped and turned around
    when someone spoke close to her ear.
    “What?”
    “The kiss.” He took a drink from the glass he was holding,
    grabbed another from a waiter who walked by, and handed it to

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    her. “It’s part of the game here.”
    Samara took the glass, frowned, and stared at the man before
    her. He was tall, large build, standing at least six foot, if not more.
    His baby blue eyes, she noticed, held a combination of humor and
    sex appeal. The dark silk shirt that covered his chest was tight
    enough to show off wash-board abs, but opened giving her the
    whole view of his chest.
    His legs filled out each inch of his matching black pants,
    making them look like they were a second skin. His bare feet even
    looked strong. But what had Samara’s mind going black was the
    thick outline of his cock. It was slightly hard, showing her a
    glimpse of what he was hiding.
    Tearing her eyes away from his crotch and back up to his
    face, she frowned. There was something about him that she knew
    she had seen before. It was like they had met before, but she
    couldn’t place him.
    “Don’t I know you?” she asked.
    He finished off his drink, placing the empty glass on another
    tray held by a waiter as he sailed on by. “We’ve sort of met once.”
    Samara crossed her arms over her chest, leaning to one side,
    waiting. “But I didn’t get your name.” She kept her mouth shut,
    waiting. He smiled, “I saw you at the store yesterday.”
    Slowly it all came back. He was the one that paid for the food.
    Her mouth opened and she pointed a finger at him. “You!”
    “Dane Knight. And you’re Samara Tabor.”
    He took a step forward and she took one back. “Did you set
    this up?”
    One eyebrow went up on his perfect face. And yes, perfect
    came to mind when she looked at him. “Set what up?”
    “This!” She made a sweep of her hand around the room.
    “The