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Lolita leaned against him, letting her petite frame's weight rest on him. He was big and strong, he could hold her up, she knew. Her fingers continued to caress his thigh gently as her eyes drifted closed, satisfaction obvious. Niro had been inexperienced, but she had helped to guide him so that they were both pleased with how the night had turned out. It had not been exactly what she had come here to find, but it was certainly worth coming all the way to the beach and so close to Cour des Miracles territory. Her breathing steadied, and she drifted to sleep beside Niro, and he most likely did the same.
The next thing that she knew, the sun was shining and it was early in the morning. Lolita was groggy from sleep, but otherwise she felt fine. Her head did not hurt in the way it often did for others after a long night of drinking. She looked over at the boy—no, man now—beside her, and she gathered up her belongings. The only thing that she left on the beach with Niro was the blanket beneath him, and she began walking in the direction of Dahlia de Mai with a pleased smile in place.
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