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It's half an hour to the end of the working day. Is he not coming? The rest of the employees had left. "A-aah.." she yawned and stretched on the chair. It's Friday, and, as usual, all the unnecessary paperwork has been dumped on me. Eh, it's not surprising... I've been working here for a few months or so. They don't encourage new employees.
The door opened, and Madara came in and headed toward her.
"Hello again. I'm sorry for not getting back to you sooner. Fighting through Friday rush hour traffic is quite a challenge." he replied.
"Good evening. That's all right." I turned to him swiftly.
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I'm staring at him to see the outline of his abs.
He's wearing black jeans and a tight white shirt through which I can see the perfectly contoured abdominal muscles that emphasize his muscular body. Was he doing this on purpose to make my imagination go wild? She thinks.
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Gosh,I wonder how his voice would sound when things get close to the climax and... The thought cuts off. Wait a minute, what am I doing? There's no time for wet fantasies. I see this man for the second time in my life. I don't have a single decent thought in my head. It's not me; it's the hormones. I should be getting my period soon. Calm down, Haruko, and take a deep breath.
She's trying to master the flow of continuous deliberation.
