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My Boss' Mistress
"he'd kissed me. through my thin shirt, and only just barely, but his lips were pressed to my shoulder and my skin was on fire. the light touching, the hand around my waist, brushing my hair--that had been inappropriate, but not too far past the line. i hated confrontation of any sort, and my usual solution was to ignore it. i slowly resumed typing..." all music licensed under creative commons: by attribution 3.0 license.
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