Twenty-Two

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SIMON Zoey Prince was slowly, but surely breaking down his walls and he was very much aware of it. He hated it, but there was no denying. After his separation from Paula, he vowed to be celibate, but this f*****g naive twenty-two year old woman was f*****g with his head. Immediately she scurried out of his office like a stray cat, he knew that what happened yesterday would repeat itself and he didn't want it. He didn't want to stand in front of his mirror and f**k his fist while chanting her name. It was becoming a new normal and it had to stop. On Saturdays, he usually stayed back at home except there was something important to do, but today, there was no staying at home. He had to do something different, or else, the only thing he'd be thinking about was how she stood on top of her t

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