Shanice the English slut
We both climb into bed and sleep together, my arms up in the air to give off my natural perfumes in case he wants to have another go in the middle of the night, or the next morning.
In those times, I offer the men my arse.
So generous, am I not?
But usually, the men have to get up and go to work themselves. And so do I.
And neither of our collective workmates know what transpired the night before, because we have our professional reputations to look out for.
Oh well.
Maybe next lifetime, I can be more open at work about my sordid personal doings.
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