Amanda turned around as the reflection of the chair overlooked the mirror. "Chair?" It didn't reply. It just stood there, watching. "I was going to take a shower now, alright?" Once again, the chair kept silent. Amanda began undressing, not noticing the
chair getting closer to her with each piece of clothing she took off. Suddenly, she felt something cold stroke her bum. "Chair?... What's going on?" The chair replied with a smack. "OUCH! Chair! That hurt.."ROSES ARE RED
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