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’ Bells rang in my head. I saw the robot from Lost in Space yelling, ‘Danger Will Robinson! Danger!’ I felt a reaction in my slacks. With all that happening I said, ‘922.’ Her finger hit the button for the ninth floor and when the doors opened on five she stepped out. She walked away and I watched her hips as the doors closed. Back in my room I cleaned up a little. In my brain I said, ‘Don’t let her in. You don’t need to clean up. You’re married and you’re not going to cheat! God! Don’t you want to see those tits? She wants to show you those tits!’ I heard a knock. My blood pressure went up twenty points. I took a deep breath. I opened the door. What I saw was Kim’s smile and her star covered chest. She moved past me and I closed the door. She turned and helped me move to the center of the floor space. She flipped the lock on the door and said, ‘Face the windows please.’ The drapes were open and the view was all the way to Mission Bay. I looked and she said, ‘Ok. Now you can turn.

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