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"Missy, I said all this so that you finally become a good specialist, I really want it to be so, but you're kind of weird today. As if you forgot why I even took you to this job"

Mason stopped, his breathing quickened, he guessed what his boss was talking about.

"Yes, Missy, right, now come back and do what you do best."

Mason began to take off his blouse. He himself first saw Missy's chest at the moment. He felt the cold air with his nipples, but that was not important at the moment. Mason looked at the boss, his face expressed fear, but he tried to do everything as more sexually

"Yes, yes, yes, Missy, you understood correctly, take your time, please, we have a lot of time"

Mason took off his blouse and stopped. He froze. The butterflies in his stomach flew very actively. He stood and expected that this was all, the hope that this would be enough for the boss. He did not want to think about what could be further.

"Well, what are you, Missy, why did you stop?"

No, no, Mason just wanted to run away from all this, but he understood that if he loses this woman’s job, then he won’t be able to return to his body

It was so humiliating. To stand in this sexy underwear, in this body, with these stockings in front of some man who indicated what to do.

Mason tried to think that all this was some kind of long, terrible dream.

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