Possessed (Part 11, page 3 of 14)


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Part 11

I never found out what the reason for throwing the party was: it was as though the same guests who had frequented our party, had turned up. Except for the change in the glamorous outfits, everything else was the same. I stifled a yawn as I sat in a corner , sipping a soft drink. Gaston had deserted me a while ago, but he kept shooting glances at me from where he stood at the far corner of the room, the inevitable drink in his hand surrounded by his cronies. Another yawn which I could not prevent, I shifted in the comfortable chair I was sitting in, closing my eyes for a minute.

A smiling voice made my eyes come open ; Schwartz stood before me, looming over me, a drink in his hand. I stirred uncomfortably; the unabashed admiration in his eyes made me blush. His eyes lingered on my body, tracing the contours of my figure appreciatively. I sat up straighter and he smiled as I realized that it had drawn his attention to my cleavage.

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