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She licked the sauce from her lip with a slow swipe of her tongue. Josh's cock sprang swollen and fully erect against the fly of his jeans. He'd better not plan on getting up from this table any time soon. "Well, see, looks can be deceiving. So how long is this assignment for? Where do you go when you finish up here?" "I expect to be here about four more weeks. Then, if all the pictures fulfill the contract, I'm off on a new assignment." She made a face and bit another piece off her pizza slice, chewed it slowly. "I don't think I'm going to like that one so much."

Her stomach went into free fall. “Please tell me you stopped filming?” she said through stiff, cold lips. The guy gulped and went puce, lowering the camera. “I…” Cassandra raised a shaky hand to her face. Her other one was still wrapped around the microphone. “Oh, God...” A low, threatening voice sounded near her ear, turning her blood cold. “Well done, Applegate! You’ve done a great job, congrats! You’d better be prepared for the fallout, bitch!”

I ask, completely confused. "The book. Hidden edges."