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Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Eight Tuesday, April 13th, 2010, 11:58 pm Tori glanced at the clock on the dashboard of the Jaguar. s**t! Midnight! Oh well; she’d get six hours sleep anyway. The meetings she had scheduled tomorrow were all going to be stunningly boring – she just hoped she could find a way to stay awake. She sighed as she remembered the feel of Greg’s c**k inside her; that had been surprisingly nice – he was a very considerate lover. The look on the poor guy’s face when she told him to stop; it was priceless! Gemma really was a very lucky girl to have a man as nice as that who was so desperately in love with her. And slapping Gemma around had been…exhilarating. Really, really good. When she’d admitted she’d wet herself in fright – that was the best. And to keep Gemma turned to the wall
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