PLAY BOY.

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Back then he was a lover boy with all the muscles that was needed to bulge out, on point, at all the right places, complemented by his fine mildly chiselled face; always highlighted by a captivating smile which exposed a clean set of frontal white polished teeth. These features drew the attentions of ladies to him. Many at times he had ladies without having to do any work thanks to his physique. He had women at his beck and call. This made him felt irresistible pompous ... believing no lady could say no to him or not pay him attention when in the same space. All the bloated headedness attached to his Playboy living was kindly sponsored by his alter ego. However, he got served the shock of his life by Mansa; the turning point of his womanizing escapades. The doors to the manager's office slide open making a faint noise drawing both an enchanted Asamoah and the ' ever pleased to see Mansa' managers eyes to the entrance, where behold stood an ebony dark shinny skin toned female with the most captivating smile spread on her feature in response to wide warmly smile on the face of the manager upon his lifting his eyes from the hill of papers on his desk. She wore a beautiful grey dress designed to suit her working environment, which also gave accentuation to her thick curvaceous body without exposing any essential body part. she stood on a reasonable inch heel. she stepped into the managers working space and greeted humbly then inquired why her presence was called for there. "Good Afternoon! Manager." "Good Afternoon! Mansa. How is your afternoon?" He inquired courteously. "Wonderful! Am informed my presence was required immediately Sir, hope am not in any trouble?" She asked friendly. "Not at all dear! I need you to assist Mr. Asamoah here to straighten a mix up perpetuated by one of the junior clerks in the sorting room." The Manager explained. "Sure! I'd be glad to be of service." She replied politely enriching her smile as she turns to face a still fixated Asamoah then introduced herself. "Hello! Mr. Asamoah, I am Mansa junior manager of this noble insurance firm. Nice meeting you." She said as she stretched her hands for a handshake. However, Asamoah was out of his world with wild thoughts on what he would be doing to the Mass in front of him to notice what just transpired.
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