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My parents demanded the password to my penthouse apartment right in fr…

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Richard entered the room. He was the managing broker for the most exclusive luxury real estate firm in the Pacific Northwest. He had handled the original purchase of the penthouse for my grandfather decades ago. He was old, careless, and eager to make conversation.

I was close enough to hear the exchange, but too far away to intervene.

Richard kissed continue reading …

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