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’ Tom moved fast. He sprung up from behind the desk and moved himself behind her. ‘Don’t be nervous,’ he whispered in her ear. He ran his hand... down her back and around her waist. ‘You look every bit the dirty slut, Karla. I never knew you had it in you.’ Her breath drew in sharply. She wanted to laugh in his face and leave, but his hands were making her legs quiver and her neck sweat. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted it hard. ‘Anything for you.’ He moved his hands over Karla’s shoulders. It seemed fair and we finally agreed that I would make both dinner and breakfast for the next day. First day was normal. I cooked. He helped me. And we chatted a while. He asked me to come in the morning itself as the next day was a Saturday. I agreed and I left.The second day, his chimney in the kitchen was not working. I usually wore shorts and tee when in the apartment. He was helping me cut vegetables. All of a sudden he asked me to take off my tee. I stood there in shock. When I didn’t. More

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