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"Tell me what happened," I said, my cock beginning to stir. I was sitting down in my chair. You crawled slowly across the carpet from where you were sitting, and dragged your body up onto my lap. I could smell the liquor oozing out of your body, as you slurred into my ear. "I showed him my pussy." You paused, and then whispered, "And his cock got hard." "How could you tell?"

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Sometimes it's what you don't say. The phone call came in the middle of the afternoon on a Thursday. The day is extremely hectic as the full moon has the children going a little loony. My office is full of little ones who have in some way earned a trip to the detention room. I love my job but some days I am overwhelmed. Today is one of those days. When I answered my phone I am just a little bit rushed.

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