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... gh the books on the shelf, making sure you had everything in order. I looked at you, hunger and deviance on my mind, wanting to feel your curves under my hands. My book on Victorian literature lay forgotten as I stared at you in longing. In a moment of decision, I stood up from my seat and quietly made my way to you.
"Miss Ten," I say to you, my voice composed, far from the storm in my heart.
"Yes, how can I help you?" you whisper back, looking delectable.
"I need your he ...
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