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Hentai: Shuten to Raikou no Yukemuri Daisakusen
Everything was exactly the way it was before ,
And what would they think if they knew how Marcia spent most of her evenings?
If they knew that when she had completed the tasks she had set herself she would shower, comb out her straight black hair to her shoulders–or in certain moods pile it up elaborately on her head–and then select the lingerie, footwear and jewelry she would wear for the rest of the evening…
That she would then walk–slowly, sensuously—from room to room in her apartment, back and forth, stopping occasionally to strike a sexy pose, displaying herself for the man she hoped one day to meet…
That these walks always ended in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom; that there she would softly speak to herself the endearments and appreciations she longed to hear from someone else…
That sometimes she said other things to the woman in the mirror: filthy, nasty things; things so crudely sexual and exciting that she would fall to her knees and thrust her hand into her panties as she continued, staring into her own eyes while stroking herself to orgasm…
That often she would burst into tears afterwards, remaining on her knees and weeping into her hands…
…And that she always wore her sexy lingerie to work, so that she would never forget she was a woman, even if everyone else had, Still, there is the matter of your little juggling act…”
He paused again, and this time it seemed to Marcia that his glance flicked quickly up and down the length of her body before he continued, “Do you think you can undo everything you’ve done?
The question caught Marcia completely by surprise, but she forced herself to remain calm and not speak until she had thought out her reply,
And what a moment it had been: At the very instant she had punched the ‘Enter’ key for the last time and sobbed, “Done,” he had reached past her, shoved the computer aside and without ceremony or regard for her aching behind flipped her onto her back on the desktop and roughly spread her legs