The Machine
I'm wearing my street clothes as I enter the plain, nondescript building on a plain, nondescript night. No one would ever guess what goes on in here.I've performed high-end live…
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Milking Jenni
Jenni had come to work at my office as the payroll manager about a year ago. She was in her early thirties, married with a couple of kids. She had…
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