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Excerpt from Chapter 4. Deep Conference




I choked a bit on my drink and looked into Debbie's now defiant brown eyes. She continued, “It was just a few weeks after I started there. I was struggling to keep up with the work load and working late. Cheryl told me she had something to take care of and would be in the conference room. I had a question and went up to find her. I walked in to see her long legs sticking up in the air and you pounding into her while she was splayed out on the table. I admit I was taken aback, but I couldn't turn away as I watched your skinny little ass bouncing on that Amazon bitch. She must of fucked everyone of you editor boys, and made no secret about it amongst us women. Even me, and I was brand new."



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  1. Teresa CypherFebruary 2, 2014 at 2:01 PM

    Very visual, Pete. And I like how spunky the speaker is. Nice job of building that element into her character in only a few sentences. :-)

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    1. Smu DoodleFebruary 2, 2014 at 2:23 PM

      I do enjoy the challenge of finding the eight sentences that capture a chapter. Thanks for the observation.

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