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My sweet girl She’s here

I grin and ar the button that’ll prompt my screens to appear They take forever, but I don’t worry about her walking in, even though she knows the code She’ll wait for h when she appears on the main centred television, her beautiful petite body dressed in black capri trousers and a crisp white shirt tucked in neatly, her hair cascading all over her shoulders If I was that way inclined, I’d kick my feet up on my desk, recline inher But I’ my desk with my feet, and no aainst the back of the chair, tapping the re when my stare drops to her cute feet Today’s colour: coral, and although it kind of takes the edge off the elegant formal style of her work outfit, it doesn’t irl must have fifty pairs, and I know more will be added By me I just can’t help it Every ti out with another pair, sometimes two, or, on the odd occasion, three Her face each time I present her with a new hue is beyond the realms of pleasure In fact, I think I’ve beco down every colour on the Converse spectrule every now and then, and maybe reserve a day here and there especially for Converse hunting That doesn’t make o with that, and I don’t care what reeable nod ofat h, rapt by the sheer perfection that isback and forth acrosstiht And the next night I s what planet I ht would never be enough And I know for sure that she knew it, too

I’

Anyon as she gazes up at the caht casually onto her hip She’s had enough But I haven’t So I stay exactly where I airl,’ I muse ‘Give me what I want’

My cock starts to twitch in my trousers when I see her roll her eyes, and I shift in ainst ins to turn away froulateIt doesn’t work ‘Oooh Jesus helpher pert bottom out, and the material of her Ralph Lauren trousers pulls taunt over her cheeks Then all sorts of frantic activity happens in my trousers when she looks over her shoulder on a diminutive s to the door in a flash, but I skid to a stop before Ivery serious escapesat e to look at it I smooth my collar, my tie, my sleeves – all in a vain attempt to avoid it ‘Bollocks!’ I drop my head back and let it slowly fall to the side,on the ard re across to my chair, which is positioned rando a little fro up

Leave them, leave them, leave them

I can’t My office is the only sacred place I have left

I hurry over and swipe the control up, putting it its rightful place in the top drawer ‘Perfect,’ I declare to myself, ready to fix my chair

Knock, knock, knock

My head whips up and for souilty

Then I hear her silky voice through the door ‘I knohat you’re doing!’ she sings, laughter only a fraction away froet your chair, baby’

My eyes clench shut, like I can hide fro her and hating her all at once for knowing me so well

‘With you, Miller Hart, there is Open the door or I’ll let ressively underthe door for you’

‘Then hurry up I have studying to do and a job to get to’

I wander over to the door, pulling h my hair, but when I take the handle, I don’t turn it So has just come to me ‘Tellrees She’s like a net and with only a piece of wood between our close bodies, I can feel her luringindeal of it’

‘I pro the door open and bracewhen her body crashes to mine before I’ve had the opportunity to absorb her in the flesh My thing is brief before she’s kissing her way across ht slip out accidently,’ she

I cotton on to her way of thinking fast I smile ‘What will it cost me for your silence?’