You're not a man of many words. [He has no qualms about placing his palm against the small of Jack's back. What is shame in a place like this? There is no god to judge, no wandering eyes to smite you. It was the freedom of the elite.
But you know what they say: when everyone is free to do as they want...really, no one is.
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But you know what they say: when everyone is free to do as they want...really, no one is.
The hand dips down just a little -
What's the harm -?]