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She was sitting up in bed, smiling at me. Her curvaceous body was a naked red s***h against the sheets. The shock was so big I screamed.
“Ahh!” Wow, so much for cocky.
“I’m afraid I can’t let you leave with that.”
“With what?” When in doubt, play dumb.
“Tut, tut, sweet Phoenix.” She began to move languidly towards the end of the bed, her third eye moving up and down my body, independent of the others. Instinctively I took a step back. “You have one of my trophies pressed gently against your ass, and I must insist you return it.” She smiled. It was a lipless twist of her face. “Or I could take it.” I took another step. “Yes. That’s what I’ll do.”
She leapt off the bed towards me. I was already at the bridge by the time she passed the stairs. I was half way across whe
