Please, Mr Giordano
"Do you know what I hate most, Athena?"
Her breath hitched as I cupped her breasts in my hands. "Disobedience and disrespect," she answered, her voice barely above a whisper.
I nodded, letting my hands slide away from her. "Strip."
Athena wasted no time, shedding the last of her clothing until she stood bare before me, her body perfect, willing. I turned to look at Moore, catching the shock on her face, her mouth slightly agape. She didn’t say anything as she watched Athena sat there, flawless and confident.
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