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Chloe the Chameleon
Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: SynovexH, Rating: 0, Source: LushStories
The alleyway between two brick buildings was unremarkable, hidden behind a torn-open section of chain-link fence. Some litter had slipped out of the rusty green dumpster pushed against a wall, and there was barely enough space to get a compact car past it, though it dead-ended into another wall. As the sun set, though, and darkness crept across the city, the quiet, empty street met with some company; a handful of men arrived, ducking through the hole in the fence to mull around by the dumpster. More and more men arrived, until little by little, once night had fallen, there was a crowd of over a dozen men, dressed in bulky, tattered clothes, more covered than the weather demanded. Some chatted with each other, one played with a yo-yo. One of them, in a grease-stained grey hoodie and a backwards Red Sox cap, was moving from person to person, asking questions and scribbling down information. There was a small triangle of light from a nearby street-light shining into the alley, and darkness beyond. That part of town was almost always empty, so the men were relaxed and good-humored as they bantered with one another. The chatter cut to a close at the sound of approaching footsteps. There was a moment of nervousness where everyone stared at the entrance of the alley, but they broke out in a muttered cheer of approval as they saw who stepped into view. She wasn't too short, but quite slim. She was in excellent shape in her early thirties, suggesting that the Catholic schoolgirl ...