The desk

“I won’t go any lower than twelve.” I was sweating, but Mr. Johnson looked calm. He’d been calm for the whole fucking negotiation, all forty-five minutes of it. He was slouched in his black leather[…]

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Other plans

"You realize, of course, that you're next." I rolled over onto my side and looked at Chris, who was grinning smugly at me. "Now you sound like Aunt Gwen, and let me tell you, that's[…]

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Damn skylar chapter 4

**Author's Note-Again everything belongs to me. I hope you enjoy it, and again there are different points of veiw, you'll be notified when it changes, and as promised this one contains more sex than the[…]

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A sunny moment

The sun peeked through the closed blinds brightening corners of the room with its magic. The magic of happiness that only a new day can bring. Two slender arms reached over their head and a[…]

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