Chicklet
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Like this intro?
Do you like this intro? (Not a whole intro, I just wrote it this second really quick and I wonder if it's at all like what we might be looking for...)
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Gina walked into her office building with an air of confidence surrounding her. She flipped her red hair over her shoulders, which were held back, thrusting her generous breasts outward. She was used to having all eyes turn in her direction when she entered a room, and her posture showed it. Even women, not interested in the sexy curves of Gina’s body, turned to watch the tall woman as she strode through the hallways.
Before Gina reached the door to her private office, Mike Anderson made a leap in her direction, landing quite close to her. He smelled heavily of cologne, and Gina smirked to see him practically staring at her cleavage.
“Uhm, Gina, uhm,” he stammered. “Is there anything I can get for you? Coffee? Newspaper? Uhm…a muffin?”
Gina’s lips were curved in her killer smile, but her eyes were unreadable. Mike was a joke. He didn’t even hide how much he desired this woman, and every employee of the company laughed at him openly about it.
“That’s what my secretary is for, Mike,” Gina said silkily.
Mike smiled uneasily, dragging his eyes from her bosom long enough to wink at her before roaming back downwards.
“Yeah, okay,” he mumbled.
As Gina slid beside him to get to her office, her arm rubbed against Mikes, through her jacket. Mike shivered, even this impersonal touch exciting him. He gulped and stepped away from the door that shut practically in his face.
Do you like this intro? (Not a whole intro, I just wrote it this second really quick and I wonder if it's at all like what we might be looking for...)
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Gina walked into her office building with an air of confidence surrounding her. She flipped her red hair over her shoulders, which were held back, thrusting her generous breasts outward. She was used to having all eyes turn in her direction when she entered a room, and her posture showed it. Even women, not interested in the sexy curves of Gina’s body, turned to watch the tall woman as she strode through the hallways.
Before Gina reached the door to her private office, Mike Anderson made a leap in her direction, landing quite close to her. He smelled heavily of cologne, and Gina smirked to see him practically staring at her cleavage.
“Uhm, Gina, uhm,” he stammered. “Is there anything I can get for you? Coffee? Newspaper? Uhm…a muffin?”
Gina’s lips were curved in her killer smile, but her eyes were unreadable. Mike was a joke. He didn’t even hide how much he desired this woman, and every employee of the company laughed at him openly about it.
“That’s what my secretary is for, Mike,” Gina said silkily.
Mike smiled uneasily, dragging his eyes from her bosom long enough to wink at her before roaming back downwards.
“Yeah, okay,” he mumbled.
As Gina slid beside him to get to her office, her arm rubbed against Mikes, through her jacket. Mike shivered, even this impersonal touch exciting him. He gulped and stepped away from the door that shut practically in his face.