#381447 - I knew how the room looked, smelled, felt, I knew about etiquette, about the order of things, about the vibe inside one of those tiny rooms; I learned things about myself and my own body, about how it was to sleep with a girl that I could normally only dream of sleeping with. It was during a rather unplanned visit to the District. I had no idea what happened, though, and I figured I could ask anybody, but the best source would always be myself.
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