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He was incredibly dirty, with his shoulder-length hair greased and matted, dirt and stubble further ruining a face that was lined with care, worry and anxiety. The man smelt faintly of cider and rolling tobacco. Sophie noted that, despite his age, he was dressed in tracksuit bottoms, a branded sportswear t-shirt and an Adidas jacket with one stripe partly missing down the left sleeve.

The man looked up and his lip trembled. He beheld the couple in front of him in all of their majestic beauty, whilst already being surprised that anyone had spoken to him. He did not answer. The man looked up and his eyes widened in horror.

She knew this man. It had been 7 years since she had last seen him, and had not thought about him once. I thought if I hung around somewhere where there are rich people, I might be able to scrape enough together for-for…. The effect was enhanced by the thin film of moisture upon them and Sophie wondered how much he would cry when they left him. She laughed out loud at the obvious pain and anguish that flashed across his face. If Sam noticed anything, he gave no indication, and why would he?

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Sophie found herself quickly being led by the hand again. She and Sam made their way back across the street, into the hotel and made for their room. Sophie awoke at 2am, surprisingly alert and energised considering the physical demands of what Sam had done with her body. She stole to the window and looked out. Their room looked out across the front of the hotel, and Sophie spied the figure of one of her former conquests still sat in the mouth of his dingy alleyway.

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Her sense of mischief sparked. Sophie looked as breath-taking as she did a couple of hours ago, before she was ravaged by Sam, and perhaps even better now. She moved so easily she felt like she was almost floating. The sense of wickedness about her that was projected by the way her walk had become more of a strut, and the way her full, red lips were shaped into the hint of a smirk.

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Not only does she turn out to gorgeous with her clothes off but so does her maid. Magic Tricks by Cristiano Caffieri Katrina loved auctions and when she had the opportunity to bid on some items owned by a deceased magician she got a little more than she bargained for. For an irrational moment he wished it too. Afterwards, Professor Sleazeball and I would exchange our favorite details of the encounter. Holy shit! At some point she opened her eyes and saw him watching her, measuring her progress, and he looked a little isolated and wan and she pulled his head down to her and sucked salt from his tongue and heard the sort of breast-slap, the splash of upper bodies and the banging bed. He had to forget about that.

Sophie was a fan of black. Her long hair fell, sometimes in curls, to just above her lower back and she started to agree with what Sam said about it as she glanced at herself in a passing mirror. She smiled to herself. He was allowed a long-look, as Sophie progressed slowly whilst wearing her Black Jimmy Choo stilettos. Sam had bought her these shoes for her last birthday months ago, but she had wanted this little holiday to be the first time she wore them. She chose to decorate her eyes with dark shadow applied in a smoke effect that she tutored other women to do via her thriving online blog.

It made her eyes almost magnetic, and her sensational figure was almost forgotten whenever anyone looked into them, big, bright, innocent and doe-like. For lipstick she chose red, although people rarely noticed anything about her mouth but her sincere, perfect white smile that she wore so easily and effortlessly. Being as style-savvy as she was, she had a thin red handbag in her small hands, nails varnished differing shades of red.

Making a mental note to herself that she could post another nail-art tutorial, she crossed the street and soon found herself stood over the pathetic, dishevelled figure on the ground. The man did not reply.

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Her laugh was laced with a mocking tone. She did not believe that she was being ignored, but rather that the man was unable to think of anything to say for himself. Sam and I have been here for 5 days. The man slowly looked up, and Sophie enjoyed the way he eyed her, the same way a minimum wage employee would admire the cars in a Rolls-Royce showroom. She was stood with a shoulder-width stance, her centre of gravity poised over her sky-scraper high heels. Sophie lowered her red handbag and held it against her side, the fingers of her other hand splayed out and around her hip. Well, I am now! I love it, to be honest,?

I never knew why I wanted to do it, but I certainly know now why I want to keep doing it. Celebrities stay here. Sophie giggled. Switching her handbag to her weaker hand, she crouched down and slapped the man hard in the face. The man was too shocked to even react, and she evened things out by back-handing his opposite cheek. All this pathetic man was capable of was feeling pain. Sure enough, his eyes widened again in horror and his lip began to tremble.

Sophie relished his reaction and slapped him once more. This time her palm made a sickening noise when it collided with his left cheek, and the unlikely power her slender arms had mustered felled him sideways so that his face rested in the dirt of the concrete floor. Sophie stood upright and edged a little closer. She could see the struggle as he tried his hardest fight back the tears.

Perhaps it was more painful for him to hold it in. Every business he has touched may as well have started manufacturing gold dust. We have more money than God, although I often wonder if my boyfriend and God are the same person.

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On top of that, I have a thriving website through which I sell a premium life-style coaching DVD course for women. Shall I put you down for a copy? The man trembled as if labouring through a blizzard, so she doubted the warmth she felt flowing through her own body was infectious. The man started to wonder if all the feminine power in the world had been concentrated and had been carved into the likeness of the beautiful lady that stood at care-free ease in front and over him. The man looked up to her face in shock and annoyance.

What was the point? He could not make an impression on this girl. He felt destroyed whenever he thought of her, and when she was stood over him looking and talking like this he felt completely under her control. As if her every word, action and desire acted as strings that latched to his every joint, nerve and muscle. She was laughing again.

She reminisced of days in the primary school playground about the way children would taunt each other during tigs. The man did not respond, and his trembling became so terrible that he could almost be mistaken for someone mid-seizure.

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You will write that novel. The novel will be a best-seller, I have no doubt, and you will be a millionaire when the fruits of all of your labour, toil, pain and suffering are verbalised and used to tease the souls of all those vanilla people you think you are superior to. She had elected not to wear her panties for this, and she could feel the early morning breeze teasing her soaking vagina. She also smirked as her eyes roved over the tear in the French lace. Sophie ordered.