Reputation

by ells   Jul 12, 2008


Looking across the room, as she sat at the bar. Something caught her eye, a flash of a gold watch... She looked up into the face of whom the gold watch belong to...She knew who he was and his reputation. But that didn't seem to deter her body from reacting to that charisma...to that smile and though eyes that seemed to undress her slowly.

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