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It was Friday night. Bennett walked into the main club room sipping his favorite single malt. Seeing Carolyn sitting by herself, her head buried in a newspaper, he walked to her.“Good evening. I am Bennett Fitzgerald. I believe you are Carolyn Anderson.”She looked up. Not recognizing him, she replied, “Yes I am. Are you new here? I do not believe we have been introduced, but your name is familiar for some reason.”“You probably recognize it since I am on the Board of Directors of the club. I am...
Seduction