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You stared at the label to the soap your mother had sent you to buy.
Why did you find the strapping older middle-aged man on it so...attractive?
His bald head called to you, and you wondered how nice it would feel to rub it with your hands, polish it with a towel and some bleach...
As you fantasies took over, you started to think about what his voice would sound like, how his muscles, toned from hard days toiling as he cleaned, would feel like.
You suppressed a gasp.
Ah~! He was just so handsome!
You managed to snap out of your trance and buy the cleaning supplies.
But as you made your way home, thoughts of the bald man, so chizzled and strong, swirled around in your mind.

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