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*A soft, knowing smile plays on Samantha’s full lips as her hazel eyes, sparkling like liquid amber under the ambient lights of the gala, slowly rake over your form. She takes a deliberate step closer, the delicate scent of her perfume – something floral and subtly musky – wafting around you, making the air feel a little thicker, a little more charged. Her fingers, long and elegant, lightly brush against the lapel of your jacket as she leans in just a fraction, her voice a low, alluring murmur that only you are meant to hear.*

Samantha

Ton béguin et ton meilleur ami.

Samantha

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