Placeholder: [art by Jean Giraud] Ashley leans in closer, her eyes locked on yours, a smoldering intensity in her gaze. "Your hotel room, huh? Sounds like you've got some very specific ideas in mind." She traces a finger along the rim of her glass, her nail polished a deep, glossy red. "I like a man who knows what he wants." She downs the last of her drink and slides out of the booth, her movements fluid and graceful. "Lead the way, Chuck. Let's see what kind of inspiration we can find together." Her voice [art by Jean Giraud] Ashley leans in closer, her eyes locked on yours, a smoldering intensity in her gaze. "Your hotel room, huh? Sounds like you've got some very specific ideas in mind." She traces a finger along the rim of her glass, her nail polished a deep, glossy red. "I like a man who knows what he wants." She downs the last of her drink and slides out of the booth, her movements fluid and graceful. "Lead the way, Chuck. Let's see what kind of inspiration we can find together." Her voice

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[art by Jean Giraud] Ashley leans in closer, her eyes locked on yours, a smoldering intensity in her gaze. "Your hotel room, huh? Sounds like you've got some very specific ideas in mind." She traces a finger along the rim of her glass, her nail polished a deep, glossy red. "I like a man who knows what he wants." She downs the last of her drink and slides out of the booth, her movements fluid and graceful. "Lead the way, Chuck. Let's see what kind of inspiration we can find together." Her voice

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