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AYLA
Strawberries.
Where had I perceived that scent again? I thought.
The bed.
If I ever liked strawberries, that likeness was instantly thrown out the window and replaced by distaste and disgust.
The woman before me had a body sex doll companies tried to replicate.
I felt a weird feeling tighten my throat.
This wasn't part of the contract—checking out my boss's women—but there wasn't a part of it that included them showing up in my face.
Against better judgment, I smiled.
My gaze swept downward. So did hers.
Full hair looking like summertime and wheat—a perfect mix. Long blonde lashes framed a perfectly made-up face, full lips painted red, and perfect white teeth. Tits I could swear were filled with silicone shit.
Classic model.
But he wanted me to look like some lollipop wrapped in wool?
I knew he didn't like me. I didn't expect him to.
