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A deep navy cloak hides his features and the more ornate tunic the courtesan usually wears to greet his clients. Mal hunches his shoulders and slides through the crowds hoping to avoid notice. He keeps his head down until he reaches the home of the doctor and wraps smartly on the door. "Open up," he calls in a voice that expects to be listened to.

How much time did he have? He could not have a client bleeding out. Not this one. Not one who had come to him for help, to be treated privately.

Date: 2018-07-01 06:13 pm (UTC)
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"I know. I worded myself poorly, I apologize. The point I wish to make is that I too have a need to give. I need to know that you are enjoying our intimate moments as much as I am. However, the form that enjoyment may take - physical or emotional - is less important than the fact that it is there."

June 2018

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