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She shakes her head, touches my chest with her free hand “Don’t you like me?”

I study her, my vision blurry If I squint, she could alht touch sending a shiver through me “Come on,” she murmurs, her voice low

Seductive

No way should I do this, but I let her lead me over to a chair and she pushes my chest so I have no choice but to sit I fall into the chair heavily, e begins to move

Just like the woination run away froer, it’s Fable in front offor me, so beautiful as sheas she watches ht and hot…

I hear Ty’s unirl smiles at me, her hands on my shoulders, her barely covered brsts in my face as she twists and turns to the beat of the music Her hips roll and thrust towardboth straps on her bikini top so it falls from her chest and lands on the floor

She has s like Fable Of course she’s nothing like her I need to stop co all women to her It’s a mistake Hell, it’s a sickness One I need to cure myself of and quickly, since she already has someone else

The realization makes me almost sick to my stomach

“Put your tits in his face!” Ty yells and she tosses her hair and laughs, thrusting her chest directly in ainstfro like irl I’d ever be interested in

“You’re hot,” the dancer whispers and I tilt et off work? My shift ends in an hour”

I slowly shake my head “I don’t think so” That she solicitsthis sort of thing

She pouts “I bet you have a girlfriend, right? All the quiet, good-looking ones do”

“Yeah, I have a girlfriend” A fake one, one I lost clairee than to explain myself