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92: Caspers re-birth
*Casper*
“And where are you going this time ?” Natascha steps out of the office.
“Why are you always breathing down my neck ? Are you jealous or something ?” I give her a cheeky laugh.
“It is my job to make sure things go by the book here and I am not interested in meeting my final death because of the shit you pull”. She hisses.
“And what kind of shit do I pull Miss Sidorova ?” My eyes slide down to her cleavage, it is showing off a rather nice rack. Even if she is female, the feeling in my pants tells me that I can still get a hard on for a hot woman.
“Don’t play coy with me, whelp. You are nothing but a toy. When the boss grows tired of you, who do you think will have to deal with you ?” She sends me an evil glare. “So let's
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