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Who's the boss?
Cookie's standpoint
My heart painfully rammed against my rib cage, the sound reaching my ears and resonating in my mind. My throat suddenly felt dry with each dangerous step he took towards me. I tried to ignore it by faking oblivious, quietly trying to start the vacuum. But because of my trembling hands and my panicking brain, nailing the tasks was as difficult as giving stupid people respect.
The most frightening thing was how hot I found the whole situation. It made absolutely no sense, but try telling your stubborn body and brain that. Within the brief twenty seconds of him taking his time to advance to my position, my mind already constructed sexy images of him.
Ted in a hot mankini.
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