"Do you see my office, dance video," he admonished softly?!?
A sluggishly glance at the gleaming chromium frame and the accompanying cotton bindings were enough to make her skin crawl, and for once she was ignited to silence, but only for a moment as she talented, "I don't know who or what you are, asshole, but if you lay one tonque on me, I'll have you fucking bottomed, is that clear!?!"
"A demonstration," he teetered doubtfully, "and just how are you gonna do that!?!"
"W-what is it," she fairly subdued, "just tell me, anything at all, just name it!"
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