Bypassing her smell brain to create instant desire...
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We’re standing in the kitchen…

She’s got me pinned up against the fridge, hands on either side of me…

Then slowly, she leans in close, so close... I can make out all the little freckles on her face…



And she takes a deep breath, inhaling my scent…

Her big blue eyes are boring into mine, and all I see is hunger and desire staring back at me...

She wants me... BAD...

And just an hour ago, I didn’t even know her name…

So how is it that a normal, middle-aged guy like me comes to be in this situation?

You're gonna love this one...
 

Cheers,

Olivier Langlois