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Greg stood at the counter in the office break room sipping his coffee and watching the pert ass in front of him jiggle from side to side. Rose had her head buried in the office fridge, searching for her carton of yogurt that she had brought in earlier that day. She brushed aside a rather old looking bologna sandwich, and a carton of milk, and with an exasperated sigh, turned to glare at Greg.

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