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Chapter fourty-three

Alex

"I haven't seen Miss Greta today." Mia complained, as she sat down for lunch.

"I told her to take the day off. She was not feeling too well when she came in."

"Oh, poor Greta." That was her reply. And she helped her self with some pancakes and straw berry syrup. I didn't know why I did it, but I poured her a glass of milk.

"Thanks." She said giving me a beautiful smile. With that, she dug into the food.

I ate my pancakes with my eyes fixed on her. I watched her everything, and every movement her hands made. The way she poured more syrup on her pancakes, the way she bit and chewed, savouring every bite with her eyes closed. And moaning in ecstasy. Christ! I just couldn't tak

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