#179947 - I strode confidently up to reception and asked for Margaret Davenport, and your name sir? the receptionist reached under the desk and handed me a keycard, go to the left elevator, place the card in the slot and press seventy, leave the card in until the elevator doors open again and with that pointed me to the elevators. As i sat there she rubbed oil into my back massaging my shoulders at the same time, then out of nowhere she says would you like to fuck me?, i couldn't speak for a moment, are you serious?; what do you think numbnuts she said sarcastically, i turned my head to see emily with that cheeky grin i knew only to well, she was on a wind up. It was a beautiful afternoon; the smell of freshly cut grass and a distant barbeque hung in the air, as i sat in my garden rubbing tanning oil into my chest i heard my neighbours screen door swing open, it made that nails on blackboard sound that make me shiver EVERY time.
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