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Chapter 15 by Conflux Conflux

Do you mind?

Not if it's Anonymous

You think about it for a bit but ultimately can't see anything wrong with it - though the suggestive way Ceilidh is licking her lips certainly influences your decision.

"As long as you can't see my face, I don't think I mind.." you tell her with a smile. Her instantaneous joy; she whoops and gives a cute little jump of excitement, pauses to run her eyes hungrily down your body and then finally can't seem to wait any longer because she grabs your hand and practically pulls you into the flat.

Ceilidh quickly shucks off her jacket, then takes slightly longer to help you out of yours. Her hands pause a while on your chest and she bites her lip, then once more she grabs your hand and pulls you to the end of the hallway where two open doors reveal two different rooms.

The one on your right is seemingly an office; you see a desk with a computer, a kitchenette that prominently feature a coffee machine and a few cabinets.
On the other side you see what is fairly well-equipped photo studio, dominated by a large double bed with white silk sheets.

Ceilidh stops in the hall, looking between the rooms clearly indecisive. Maybe you should decide for her; do you stick to the plan and help her with the magazine or do you skip the foreplay and take her straight to bed?

What do you decide?

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