Yes.
sweet tea with no lemons
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It was a grey day in the city but fortunately just about knock-off time. Then, the office door swung open and SHE stepped in. Well, "stepped" can't describe the complex motion with which she moved. The office walls would probably be quivering for days. "My name is Amelia Leigh", she purred, "and I need your help." My eyes could not be stopped from traversing her frame, absorbing every sensuous curve and swell. And her legs. They went on forever. "Nice posts, Babe", I thought to myself. - Lynnwitt
I'd ask them which they'd like 🤷♂️😁
New Microfiction: Through a Window and an earlier one: In a Tight Spot
Exhibitinist category story co authored with LostCoyote 👍🏻 Fully Exposed