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Bohuslav Grant. He was her worst client, by far. He was also paying her the best, by far. Over double of what her second most hated freak would pay her (that would be 'Eddy Tickle', story for another time).

She hated doing sessions with him: the only good thing was that she knew exactly what to expect. And no intercourse. Another good thing, one would imagine. But no: there always would come a point in time where she would wish he would just do her and get it all over with! Instead, apart from the initial preparations, he would barely touch her.

Twice a year he would be in town, and they would meet. Always at the same date, at the same hotel, in the same room. The same huge room, for that matter. Space was of the essence.

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