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of the closed door. Oh, how I want to get in and at the same time turn and run without looking back. Even if it costs my job. I

to have lunch very calmly and I'll try to put aside the shit done. But, no,

once. The judge is more powerful than ever, sitting very comfortab

. I'm excited, seeing him there, sitting. Is it silly that I say I'm very nervous? Oh fuck, I'm scared to dea

o stand there?"

I reply with another que

" he exclaims, and I go to him. When I get c

utiful to see him play, but I tu

ed, Miss Ferre

! — I speak quickly and go to the

orders, then I turn to my bac

teps coming towards me and I want to lo

he says, whispering in my e

r get out..." I

his hands through my hair and setting it aside. His hands go to m

ease…” I

lk a

t? I ask,

idea how I feel right

to talk?" — I provok

roaning, and God help me to control myself, bec

, pe

rfect for me! “I

wrong, M

ct for me?" - He asks and turn

ay, looking at

— He speaks with such determination, I almos

retend t

mean, you don

ou look at me? I snapped

don't feel anything f

r frankly. I know very well that men

ly. Only that will never happen, and do you know why? Because men lik

asks curiously, snapping me out of the negative th

t, I'm not really in the mood to talk about how I f

wanton..." he whispers again, and, God, what v

et me out

He responds,

e a fuss!" — I threaten him, and what does he do?

scream, when he pulls me closer into his arms, he lifts my head and says, "I want to see if

u?" He smiles again, and watching his ex

to do when meet your pretty little pussy? — he asks, I blush, but he continues as if nothing i

ously, if he's really going to carry ou

miss wanton?

work!" - I warn, trying

done yet, M

ly, and when I manage to get ou

enly. I don't understand anything when, suddenly, the

I ask anxiously, but

, watching him pick up the piece and bring it to his nose. — What a wanton liar, is she deserving of punishment? –

should I run away o