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“Damn, I hate that bitch!” Carl muttered as he walked from the building. Carl was a short, fat and rude person that nobody really liked, they just put up with him. “Friday night, five o’clock and she want every computer counted.” He added looking to his friend Todd. Todd just tilted his head, “Well, it’s her company and she pays us pretty good.” He said thinking that he didn’t mind. He had more time to look at her wonderful, mature body.

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