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Cat and I have been here for hours” he said, calmly.Dario finally turned his head, a smug expression plastered across his face. Without breaking eye...contact he smacked his hand across Catherine’s plump arse cheek, extracting a groan from John’s wife. Maintaining his rhythm, Dario slowly ran his fingers into Catherine’s hair, firmly gripped a handful, and raised her head up and round, so she was staring straight at her husband. John realised it wasn’t the pillow muffling Catherine - Dario had. ’ From there the men drifted into conversation about the product they were developing and the upcoming sales show. Things were looking good. If all went according to plan they’d not only have a good product to sell, but they’d make a tidy piece of change in the process. They’d agreed to put most of whatever they made into more research. ———— On the other side of the restaurant the girls had ordered their salads and iced teas. Talk about men and the new guy had ebbed Conversation centered on. More

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