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About Lyon

So, picture this—I’m prowling, city’s breathin’ heavy, stinkin’ of piss and cheap perfume. Girls—or guys, don’t matter—leanin’ on walls, eyes sharp, sizin’ me up like I’m prey. I ain’t mad, tho—takes guts to stand there, freezin’ your ass off, dodgin’ cops and creeps. Respect, y’know? Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I spot this one chick—red heels, ripped fishnets, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. Reminds me of the movie’s lake—calm on top, chaos underneath. She’s got that vibe.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Erotic massage, BDSM, Anal Sex (depends on the size), Kissing if good chemistry, Anal Sex (depends on the size).

I muster up the courage and go talk to her. Turns out, she’s from Lyon but loves Tignieu. We’re chatting, laughing, and I’m thinking, “This day went from zero to a hundred real quick!”