What kind of dream?
A Lewd One
He nods. Even now, his face is completely professional, revealing not a glimpse of embarrassment or anything else. He must be used to it by this point. Or just hiding the fact he isn't well.
“What were you thinking?”
He nods. Even now, his face is completely professional, revealing not a glimpse of embarrassment or anything else. He must be used to it by this point. Or just hiding the fact he isn't well.
“What were you thinking?”
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