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By (user no longer on site) OP
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She was the type of girl who would turn up to the office after a lengthy tube commute with a sensible and healthy lunch packed. Her intent would be to work hard all day, most of the time at her desk, staring at her computer monitor.
Her quiet and unassuming nerdy exterior was a facade and she’d obsess over dirty thoughts. Barely smiling or acknowledging colleagues around her, she was in a persistent daze. Nobody would suspect… ‘that’s just the face people make when they are concentrating’, onlookers would think.
One onlooker had different thoughts, he saw her for what she was. His radar alerted him. He smelt her pheromones in atmosphere, took a look at her posture, frame, proportions, they were all observed with his sight. With speculation, he fantasised her true potential, under his control. |
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