You woke up and stretched. This bed Juliet bought is comfortable maybe you keep some of her stuff. You climbed out of bed and saw the woman on the floor groggily waking up. Finally you had done it, you had set into motion the means of ridding yourself of Juliet, the bitch that was hounding your career. At the VC social last night you spiked her drink. After being KO'ed you stripped her, tied her up, and went back to her house. She woke up to a start. She began struggling but you saw the slave van pulling up. You got dressed and let them in. They carried her off and you never saw her again. You flourished at your career from then out.
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