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... it was not. Stiffly, I turned my neck, eyeing him, but he kept his focus on the projection.
What is he doing?
I remained silent, not knowing what to do, tensing when his hand stroked up and down, gently.
I cleared my throat, adjusting in my seat, not drawing too much attention but enough to show I was fully aware of what he was doing. But my action only made it worse for me. His hand slipped beneath my skirt.
I tried my best to focus, but it felt like I was having ...
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