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I sit right across from you, catching the way your eyes can’t stop wandering over me. That’s when I decide to play. I cross and uncross my legs slowly, change poses, tilt my feet higher so you get a glimpse of the soft curve of my thighs. Every move is deliberate. I run my hands along my legs, slowly, knowing you’re wishing it was your touch instead. I tease you just enough to drive you crazy without ever letting you have what you want.