Finding True Love
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Things had gone down hill and your life had taken a turn for the worst, but when you bumped into a famous but familiar face things began again for you with a little more spice than you were used to.
Henry moves you both backwards towards the plush sofa that is situated against the back wall. As Henry sits himself down, he pulls you on top so you are now straddling him. Suddenly aware you are naked beneath the robe your eyes go wide and you try to lean up on your knees.
"What are you doing?" Henry whispers.
"Well I'm, kind of naked beneath the robe." You reply coyly.
"That's a shame." He pulls you down onto him roughly and wraps his hand round the back of your neck to pull you into him again.
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