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ORANGE

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WARNING 19+ ONLY. MATURE CONTENT. SEX. ORANGES. SATAN.

My name is Deb and I,m going to see Mr Gray today (yay) at his biiiiig (;0) building. I was going to ask him lots of questions for my paper.

I stand in the lift and get scared when it makes a lift noise... I bite my lip. Mr Gry is said to be really hot. I hope to see his................ hotness... The lift doors open and i step out and i see the lady at the desk and i say "what u looking at bitch" she replies "are u here to see Mr Gray?"

I bite my lip again and nod sexily. She stars at me and raises her eyebrows until you cant see them anymore. "This way" she says non-sexily. I follow her like a sexy pupper. I feel sexy sometimes but i have never heard of sex before. Sex? What that? God is the only one who can enter ME.

When the big doors open to his big office i can see him standing sexily at the big window which is sexy. I bite my lip. "Who are you?" he barks "Deb..." I whisper, winking with both eyes. He looks at me confused. "And?>?" "I want to write a report on you" "Oh?" He raised a eyebrow and his tongue poked out a little. "Sit"

I sitted like a dog. Something about his ....... voice...... sounded..... so .......... sexy....... like warm melted honey dipped sticks chocolate and ice cream and candy too.

Mr Gray approached Hungary in his eyes. I felt myself getting.... warm.... like a bath in the summer left outside for three days. I licked his lip and stared at my eye. I blinked. SEcily. "did anyone tell you that you are beautiful"? he gasped "yes" i nodded "the lord"

Before i knew it, Mr Gray was sitting on my lap, gazing at my neck. I was confused, this was new. Not in the bible. What was this? He grooned and licked my neck. I was shock! He liked again. A tear came out. But not for sad for ........... pleasure................................

My fairy cave was getting quite moist and mossy because the perfect conditions for moss to grow is damp and warm. His hand trailed down my tummy..... it tickled.... i liked it......... then he placed his hand over my beating hill of pleasure. His other hand grasped the fruit bowl behind him and his hand clamped over an orange. It was organ. "open" he commanded and i did. Like i opened my heart to GOD. He launched the orange into my mouth. I choked. He grinned. "EAT IT!" More tears came but i did as i was told. I swallowed. The orange was gone. My will to the lord was slipping....... He was dangerous and i wanted him. I was reminded of the forbidden fruit (apple) but it was an orange and not an apple and he wasn't a snake but he was like a snake with that tongue that slipped out so often and reached skyward. but not to the lord. the snake wAS SATAN

"Oh! Mr Gray" I just wanted to ask a question not end up this way... with feelings ive never felt before.... near my/... legs... "I can let you know that I want you Anna - I mean Deb..." I stood up "WHOS ANNA WHOS THAT BITCH I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE" He looked at me "I met you like 3 minuted ago " BUT I ATE YOUR ORANGE YOUR FORBIDDEN FRUIT, I HAVE LOST THE LORD FOR YOU."

to be contin.... 

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