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    Investigations.

    I’m skimming through my papers, trying to do all my work before i have break which is in a few minutes. I haven’t had many clients today so i decided to get all my paperwork done today so that they don’t pile up. As i’m writing something on a sticky note my assistant comes through the door.

    "Sorry to interrupt but there’s someone here to see you."

    Perfect. Just before break. Must be some old guy looking for a lost cane or teeth. who knows how many times that’s happened. Wait-

    "I didn’t get any folders telling me that anyone needed me today."

    "yes, i know, but she looks desperate."

    A she? Well, in that case send her in. I’m always up for saving a damsel in distress. i try to let out an annoyed sigh and nod to my assisstant to bring her on in. She closes the door. I push some papers off of my desk so i can actually let my hands rest on top of it. A minute later i hear the door open, close, get locked and my eyes drift off my desk, down to the floor, and up the figure that’s walking closer to me.

    "Hi, I’m Ashley Davies."

    Oh, but I’m whatever you want me to be. Damn, her legs redefine smooth. And the shirt she has on is too tight. i think i should rip it off so she can get some circulation going in those perferct sized-Shit, i think i’m drooling. I stand up and take her hand and shake it.

    "Spencer Carlin."

    Fuck me sideways, her fingers look perfect for- whoa there carlin. Stay focused. she’s already seated, looking up at me and i feel like an idiot for still standing. i sit down and start.

    "so what brings you here today?" she sighs and looks up at me. Her eyes looks beautiful.

    "I’m sorry for coming on such short notice but i need your help."

    "well, that’s what i do."

    "Right. So i have this friend-" Friend…Riiiiight. That’s what they always say. "- and she can’t seem to figure out something that’s actually quite easy to do. And it’s been happening every day."

    "What is this thing she can’t do?"

    "Well, -" she gets up, slowly, and walks around the desk until she’s standing right in front of me. "it’s hard to tell you because i barely know you."

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    1. okay so im happy i was a bit pissed becouse i had to go to vegas even though im still a bit sick but this made it worth the wait and the others i ddnt comment on i just cought up with so dont hate me pms please

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