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Chapter Eight: Alice
Alice The door shut behind me with a definitive click… and I just stood there holding a wad of clothes staring stupidly at the must luxurious bathroom I have ever set foot in. I mean, I’ve seen things like this on TV and in magazines, but I didn’t realize that people really lived like this. There was a 4-person jacuzzi tub on one side, and on the other, one of those multi-head showers that sprayed your body in every direction, and poured water down on you like rain. Everything was done in natural stone, which sort of complimented the rustic design in the bedroom. I swallowed and turned around to lock the door. In turning I caught sight of myself in the mirror. Ugh. No wonder they wanted me to shower. I looked like a drowned rat that had dried out. Not to mention that I had deep,
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