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Remember payday. It will all be worth it then. Sharon let the thought repeat in her head like a mantra as she clung to the pole on the train. Of course, there wasn't a spare seat, not after a mongrel of a day like today. Her feet ached, her mind reeled and her back was killing her. All she wanted was to sit down and close her eyes. She'd be home soon but until then, she'd just have to endure.

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Bad day. ‘Bad day’ didn’t even begin to encompass the events of Jim’s Friday afternoon. As well-paid upper-level manager of a huge accounting firm, he had to depend on a lot of different people to get a job done; the office was a finely-tuned machine. But when someone didn’t do their job, everything broke down. Luckily, Jim’s managerial style kept this from happening very often.

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His dark, glittering eyes surveyed the room, flicking from body to body, his lips curled in a snarl of disgust. It had been a bitch of a day, and all he wanted now was a quick drink, a hot fuck and a few hours of sleep, preferably in that order. Too bad the only things out on a Saturday night were the college teenyboppers. With a snort he reminded himself that while they might look good, they generally didn't know shit about how to really please a man, how to take a good hard fucking and make him come back for more.

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