He Visits 

All I can say is, (͡• 🔥 ͜ʖ 🔥 ͡•)
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(͡• 🔥 ͜ʖ 🔥 ͡•)
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especially 🔥👅 🔥👅🔥👅🔥👅🔥👅🔥👅🔥👅🔥👅

Leslie Meeks

Her thoughts suddenly drift from her work to him, as her office chair sways from side to side.

Leaning back against the black leather, she smiles a wicked grin with gleam in her eyes at her collected thoughts.

She is working away in her office, when she suddenly hears the door close behind her. She hears a click, and turns around. It is him, with his fingers on the lock of the door.

She is surprised to see him today. She asks him, “why are you here?” “Is something wrong?” He moves towards her. She loves the way he strides across the room. She has always loved the posture and stance that he carries. He stops in front of her, taking his index finger, he tilts her chin and says, “I am here, because I need to see you.” I need something from you, that only you can give me.

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