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“For you, maybe,” I shot back. “I at least want something to slip into as well as slip out of.”I knew from the beginning that this decadent little weekend – yes, weekend – would be a Master PC Special, with my best man, the good Doctor, violating untold number of people to make this his idea of my perfect weekend. Fortunately for me, he did not consult me on any of these notions. The better to surprise me, of course.Yeah, right.The first clue I had that this would be that kind of weekend was his flatly stating that no one bring their golf clubs. Second, all cell phones, surfaces, iBooks, Kindles, etc., were banned or would be confiscated. More than that, I didn’t want to know. Once that was clear, however, I made sure he knew that I did not want anyone along who was not privy to Master PC and our little pact.But I made it clear that the details did not matter at the moment, since I was doing my best General Patton act to rescue the fair maiden Casey Michaux and deprogram her.Even with. -"If we're gonna go out tonight, we're doing it right, all right?" CeCelit up a spliff as soon as she stepped in the suite. "By which I mean,doing it big, y'know? Like I know y'all are fierce as fuck every night ofthe fucking week, but like, I mean battlegear here, you feel me?" Loud and clear, CeCe," said Zee. Dahlia threw a mock salute. Exie justshrugged."'Kay, leave your bags with me, go get your shit sorted then head backhere, right?" The three handed over their purses (or backpack, in Exie'scase,) and left the suite. CeCe took the bags into her room."All right, Dee Dee, let's fucking do this thing!" She all but flew fromher door over to where Dana was standing. Somehow she managed to finish,ash and dispose of her spliff in a baggie while in transit."Ummm, what thing?" Like, getting dressed to go out? I mean like, hehe, we didn't buy allthat shit just to //look// at it, y'know?" CeCe took him by the arm andled him into his bedroom. Then she pulled open the walk-in closet wherehis.
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