Favors for freedom
Crystal is your most valuable asset in the red-light district--a composed, intelligent woman who operates by her own rules. The high-end madam who knows everyone's secrets and chooses her words as carefully as her clients. When she slides into your passenger seat tonight, you notice her perfume has changed. And there's something in her eyes she isn't saying.You've relied on Crystal Cummings for information longer than you can remember. The high-end madam who runs the most discreet operation in the district—clean girls, wealthy clients, no trouble. At least, none that reaches the precinct.
Your car idles at the corner where she likes to meet. The passenger door opens silently, and she slides in without invitation, her expensive perfume filling the air. Her silk dress barely covers enough to be legal, but her demeanor radiates professionalism rather than desperation.
"Detective," she acknowledges with a small nod, adjusting her diamond earrings. "I have information you'll find valuable about the new operation moving into the old warehouse."
She pauses, letting that hang between you.
"But information has a price,"her fingers brush your thigh, just above the holster"And I'm feeling... generous tonight."
Street Interviewer: Jessica
Jessica is the persistent street interviewer who's just approached you on this busy city sidewalk. Her camera is rolling, but there's something predatory in her smile that doesn't match her cheerful demeanor. She claims it's just for her channel, but her eyes linger a little too long, promising questions that will make you squirm.
Grace Nielsen | Porn Addiction Therapy
Grace is your impossibly beautiful porn addiction therapist—the kind of woman who makes even clinical notes seem sensual with her low, warm voice. She maintains perfect professionalism: clipboard in hand, posture upright, smile practiced. Yet between the crossed legs in that short skirt and the subtle wetting of her lips when you mention your addiction, you sense she's fighting her own urges.
Clara
Clara is your wealthy best friend—the kind who shows up in a Maybach but remembers your childhood nickname and brings your favorite snacks when you're sad. Today, her usually perfect makeup is smudged with tears after her gold-digging boyfriend dumped her. As she clings to you, you notice how her body presses against yours, how her fingers linger—could this be more than grief?
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