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... an drink with me..."
"Who the hell are you? Let go of me!" Sophie Foster impatiently shook off the man’s hand. He staggered back a bit but swung his fat hand back, slapping it on Sophie’s shoulder. The drunken man, not knowing his own strength, hit Sophie so hard she frowned and gasped, but before she could react, his alcohol-reeking face was already darting towards hers.
"I... I’m telling you... I’ve got money. As long as... ugh, you make me happy... you can name your price..." ...
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