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One Door Opens
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Door Opens
"Oh it's nothing, Just a bloke needing directions"
(Whispering)
"Yes well that's what I thought, but he's still here"
Feeling the coolness of his hand slide into her dressing gown top
and onto her chest.
(Whispering)
"Look I don't thi.." (cut short with his is there a problem stare)
finally withdrawing his hand.
(loudly)
"Sorry I can't be of more help to you right now Sir"
smiling
(loudly)
"Oh no worries, you've been most helpful dear"
smiling
Door Closes.
.
.
Door Opens
"Oh it's nothing, Just a bloke needing directions"
(Whispering)
"Yes well that's what I thought, but he's still here"
Feeling the coolness of his hand slide into her dressing gown top
and onto her chest.
(Whispering)
"Look I don't thi.." (cut short with his is there a problem stare)
finally withdrawing his hand.
(loudly)
"Sorry I can't be of more help to you right now Sir"
smiling
(loudly)
"Oh no worries, you've been most helpful dear"
smiling
Door Closes.
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