| The Zim listens with quiet fury as Bill drones on. |
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| My balls. Your Chin, #ssh#le. | |
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| Well. First thing we do about the session is rip that blouse off and see if we're dealing with D-Cups or not. If yes, then we bend that system alert over and f#*k it hard in the devil hole, minus the obligitory reach-around. And the Prime Account? Don't worry about it. Taken care of with what we used to call "a little bit of wetwork." | |
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| Can he tell how hard I am? | |
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| Wonder if he knows I made sweet love to his wife, in my mind, during this entire conversation. | |
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