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"Vibia couldn't help the little frown on her face. She was not used to being kept waiting, and certainly her clients (for the most part) didn't take their time. She felt irritation bubble and seep into her blood as she shuffled up a little to allow him more room to sit on the bed. Anticipating a kiss, or some sort of physical touch she leant in, but none came. Instead his fingers worked to loosen his sandals. \n \n\n\n\tShe grit her jaw, feeling humiliated and before she could stop herself, she reached out to kick him in the back. \"Get out.\" She snapped with a glare. \n \n\n\n\tShe felt a flush come to her cheeks and she hurriedly moved to sit up in bed, although she kept one leg outstretched and uncovered, as if in warning that if he tried anything she'd kick him again. She was a proud woman, and a vain one and she hated the feeling of not being idolised. \"Well she'll never find herself in an interesting position with a common pleb again.\" She retorted with a vicious smirk. She felt humiliated, and was taking it out on him. \"Run away Marcus Falco, back to your other whores,\" She tilted her head to the side, \"Whores which include your wife, if rumours are true.\" Her eyes flashed dangerously. There were, of course, no rumours but she liked to needle people when she snapped. \n \n\n\n\t \n \n\n\n\tTAG: @Gothic\n "
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