His Secret Obsession
I have two hours to kill, so I lounge on the mattress in my boxer briefs, and start going through my pitch to my clients.
A sudden scream Pierces through, In the blissful silence of triple glazed windows, the sound is piercingly loud. My papers slide off my lap as I jump off the bed. Sprinting throughout the lounge, I throw open my secretary’s bedroom door, and skid to a stop. She’s standing in the center of the room, clutching a small towel to her. She spins around and stutters..
Oh shit!
"Eros, I mean, Sir”She stutters nervously.
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