Gina’s unexpected adventure Part 2.
Melissa sat on the sofa next to Gina and slid her hand into Gina’s, interlocking fingers. She could sense that Gina was running a whole gamut of emotions here, fear not being the least of them and she wanted to reassure her that she was safe.
“So,” she said, softly. “How did you meet Michael?”
Gina went to pull away but Melissa held her grasp, “please, just tell me.”
“It was at a fetish club. I had been a few times.”
“Like that?” Melissa looked her up and down and gestured at the school uniform.
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