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</div><br/><br/>Cara was 24 and spent her nights playing with different guys. She always liked them older than herself. Her friend Abigail had actually introduced her to the life of being a Domme. She enjoyed knowing she had control over the men older than her, some would say she had a daddy issue.<br/>One day Abby asked Cara to help a coworker of hers. He was in a pathetic slump and could use some cheering up. She was happy to help and they arranged a meeting for Saturday night.<br/><br/>That night she dressed in a black velvet tight dress with laces all up her back. She wore a black lace thong underneath but no bra. She wore black heels and stepped through her door to the restaurant at Romano’s. She gave Abigails name at the front desk and the hostess showed her to the table with an older gentleman.<br/><br/>Cara smiled and held her hand out for a small shake, “David?” She shook his hand, hers smaller than his and soft from lotion. “I’m Cara, a friend of Abbys.” She sat down at the table opposite of him.<br/><br/>her dress<div class="bbImageWrapper js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/714873b2-ce8e-4b39-9049-eab9a40b4757-jpeg.92045/" title="714873B2-CE8E-4B39-9049-EAB9A40B4757.jpeg">
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