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I’ve only been in Las Vegas for a while now. My roommate is great, but I have dinner with her every night. I miss my family and my friends from back home. I miss the traditions and cozy feel of my Aunt’s house, the way memories from holidays past flood over you when everyone is together. Not having that now can be incredibly lonely. So when I got the INVITATION to join Wolf for THANKSGIVING DINNER, I couldn’t say no.
I wore a light grey sweater dress and heels. I kept my hair down, just the way he likes it, and prepared to spend a wonderful evening with him and his “coworkers.” I assumed that meant men and women. The guys he worked with and their spouses or girlfriends. I had even considered being flattered that he wanted to introduce me to his friends; I should have known better.
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