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[color=FFFACD]One of the Virtues of not being puritanical about sex is not feeling embarrassed after.[/color]

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Sophia ended her sing a long as the birthday song commenced. She helped herself to another shot of patron, not wanting Snarf to cease his bagpipe accompaniment. The beautiful melody of the piano sparked a fire within Sophia's heart. She had no idea Dorian could play the piano so well. The melody combined with the bagpipes and the guitar was mesmerizing. She brought the shot glass to her lips and downed the shot with grace, sucking the lime wedge dry. 

The piano stopped, but Snarf and Cash continued to play. Unsure of her motive, Sophia excused herself from the party. The tequila must be kicking in. She waved a goodbye to Willow, smiling at her, hoping she enjoyed her birthday gift. She ascended the stairs quickly, hoping to make it before that familiar sound of the office door closing occurred. Her heels clicked softly as she climbed the stairs. She glanced down to appraise her dress and the way her hair fell down over her shoulders. She fiddled with her hair, attempting to craft an alluring appearance. [i]What am I doing?[/i] It didn't matter what she looked like. She didn't care what Dorian thought of her....or did she?

As she reached the top of the stairs, she breathed a sigh of relief that the door was still ajar. She waltzed to the entrance, her green eyes peering inside. The tequila gave the effect of butterflies in her stomach. She caught sight of him and all his glory, such a handsome man. She was at a loss of words momentarily. [i]Stop this.[/i] She refused to listen to the temptation that the tequila aroused inside of her. She was just here to pay her monthly rent...[@Dark Light]

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[i]"You want me?
I walk down the hallway
You're lucky
The bedroom's my runway."[/i]
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