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Until the scent of after shave nearly jolted her from her seat. Jeff appeared at the rear of the noxious fumes, his eyes going first to her clevage, (they always did) before travelling insolently back up to her face. "so Sweetie, what's on your agenda for tonight? Why don't you take a break and let me show you my........"
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