"Take of your clothes." he said seated on his chair his back facing away from me, his voice was steady, commanding a strong undeniable aphrodisiac but I got the courage to say the two letter words he did not like, "No." He sighed, a sigh that made me realize that I should have not spoken too soon, he got up and faced me giving me a cold, intense look that felt like he was looking right into my soul. "Regina, take of your clothes."
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