After hitting the milestone with Delilah and pocketing the reward for raw-dogging her in Ivy's bed, I was officially one good fuck away from level nine. Damn… I was rocketing. Maxing Pleasure had turned every orgasm into a cheat-code, and if my Charm had been stuck below ten, Nala would've laughed me out of the coffee shop. This system was something else.
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- Evan Marlowe (Lvl 8)
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- Age: 21
- Height: 180 cm
- Weight: 74 kg
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- EXP: [██████████▒▒] 1097/1131
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Still needed a job, though. The penthouse was mine, but my bank account was screaming. Tomorrow I'd corner Nala and beg for a gig at TechForge. Ex-gas-station clerk or not, I learned fast.
"I'm home," I called, pocketing the key and kicking the door shut. "So tired…"
