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Wonders of Medical Science. My face might have been my fortune,
because it was a beautiful face, if I say so myself. The high cheekbones
and slanted eyes gave me a patrician look. The full lips and long lashes
made me look like I was always ready for bed. My hair was almost waist-
length, thick and lustrous and black.
But my body was the money-maker. Slender and lithe, with firm,
rounded breasts, a handful on each side. My hips were as narrow as a
boy's and my tummy was as flat and firm as any athlete's. My ass was
pert and hard, and my legs were long and well-shaped. I'd been born with
good genes and worked hard at making the most of the body they gave me.
It showed.
And there, between my legs, was the Prize, the Grail for which men
would pay outrageously: my pussy. Oh, I knew what it was worth to the
second decimal. The penthouse, the view, the maid, the furnishings --
everything I had in the Big Time had been bought with that opening. I
took prime care of my prime asset.
My reflection in the unlit room was too dark to see the details,
but I didn't have to see them to know them. One small, pink slit,
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