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Dammit, I haven’t been in his room for five minutes, and I’m already slipping.

“Sure. Something with gin would be great,” I say, my tone clipped as I slide back into character. “I’m just going to freshen up.” I manage to keep my composure as I dip into the bathroom, the door barely clicking shut before I have my phone out.

Kira

MAYDAY!

I met someone and came back to his room!

Greer

Are you there because you want to be?

Kira

Of course. He’s hot as fuck and surprisingly respectful…

Greer

Then what’s the problem?

Kira

I don’t know…maybe because HE THINKS I’M A PROSTITUTE!

Greer

Wait...why does he think you’re a prostitute?

Kira

I guess he just assumed by the way I’m dressed…

Greer

You didn’t correct him?

Kira

And blow my cover? No way. Besides, he seemed so casual. It made me more curious than anything

Greer

You know what, that’s pretty hot, actually. Who doesn’t love a little role play?

I seriously don’t see the issue, as long as you’re into it. Do you WANT to have sex with him?

Kira

Of course I do. He’s tall, built, and annoyingly handsome in that clean-cut, good-guy kind of way…not to mention he’s packing a weapon of steel in his trousers!

Greer

Rub it in my face, why don’t you

What exactly are you worried about?

Kira