The Dance

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She rushed to the master suite, opened one of her personal packed boxes, and stripped off her clothes. She pulled on a skimpy white bikini top that barely contained her curves, paired with matching baby-blue string bottoms. Over it, she threw on a baby-blue mesh dress, covered the whole ensemble with a silk robe, and strutted back into the study. Roman looked her up and down as she walked back in. "You went just to change into a robe?" "Yeah. I wanted to be a little more cozy," she said smoothly. "Then... why are you still wearing stilettos, Baby?" "Baby I'm waiting for you to tell me." Syrene walked over to the sound controls. "Can you make the room play Pony by Ginuwine, please?" She clicked off the overhead lights, leaving only three dim accent lamps illuminating the dark room in

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