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Heather kissed the other girl back as her back hit the wall behind her. She moved her hands to the holder girl’s hips and pulled her close to her. She wasn’t sure of what she was supposed to do so she would let her take the lead.
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Bree steps into the shower and the hot water instantly glazes her skin. A little smirk rises on her lips as she approaches the stranger, like a predator to its prey. As she reaches the girl, Bree keeps going, immediately pushing the girl against the shower wall. Still wearing a smirk, her chocolate colored eyes flash to the girl’s eyes then to her lips. Then, Bree places a kiss on her lips.
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Heather wrapped her arms around herself and looked at the blonde. “Alright.” She smlled slightly. “I’m free whenever.”
“That’s good to hear.” Eden smiled back at her and let the staff know to remove the plates instantly. “About the appointments again. I’d like to examine you from time to time, too.” She crossed her legs and played with a pen between her fingers, whil talking to the girl.
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Oh alright. You don’t have to give me one then.
Our candy.
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“Ouch, sounds painful. I won’t do it anymore, I’m sorry.”
“Next time you walk past a room with someone getting dressed, keep on walking. Especially if I’m in it, or I’ll remove every single nail of yours from every single finger.”
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“I’m sorry about that.”
“I feel spooked all the time!”
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“I don’t have any reasons. I was just walking around and I ended up here.” She shrugged.
“Do you have a reason for interrupting me? Because I’d love to hear it and I hope it’s a good one.”
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Share what?
We don’t want to share.
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“What? Ew,”
“ Your eyes are so pretty I could just carve them out and make a pair of earrings.”
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“Uh maybe?”
“Do you think this place is haunted? The asylum, I mean?”
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Heather finished her meal and leaned against the back of the chair. "It was delicious, thank you." The brunette smiled at her.
Heather didn’t bother to say anything and only nodded.
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Heather didn’t bother to say anything and only nodded.
A soft chuckled escaped her body as she watched the brunette’s happiness about the food and took a bite herself. “You like it?” She inquired.
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Heather couldn’t help but smiled wide as she looked at the food infront of her. She nodded once before starting to eat. It was good to finally eat something.
“Yes, I am..” Eden nod her head. “Well..” She started as the meals were delivered into her office, placed in front of each one. “Enjoy your meal first, Heather. You need to recover after these rough days.”

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Heather licked her lips and played with her fingers nervously as the other girl took off her clothes, “Yeah, I am ready.” The brunette said not really sure what she was getting into.
Bree reached her hand over and unsnapped her bra, slowly she removed it, her chest became bare and exposed her breast. Her wandered down to her own hips, she pushed her panties down. Pretty soon, she was completely naked. “Ready?”
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Heather tilted her head to the side and crossed her arms. “Alrighty then.” She said before turning around and made her way out of the office.
Eli blinked and then sighed. He didn’t have any time for this. “Great. Then actually use those two legs and get out of here.”
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“Oh, you are in the blue floor?” the young girl asked, playing with her fingers. “I would rather see you than other doctors.” Heather said to the blonde.
Eden listened to the girl and the soft smile remained on her lips. “Thanks, Heather, for letting me know. I’m positioned on the blue floor, but perhaps you can come to a few appointments to me? Or you rather like to stay with those doctors?”

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Heather moved a piece of her hair away from her face, her eyes not moving away from her.
“Good,” she purred delicately, as Bree unbuttoned her jeans, slowly slipped them off until she was standing there, almost nude.
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Heather looked at her as she took off her shirt and bit on her lower lip once again. “I don’t feel pressured.”
Bree slips off her, showing off a white bra with a black laced design. “I don’t want you to feel pressured, doll,” she murmurs. A lie, in truth, she didn’t care how the girl felt. Bree just wanted her own sexual desires satisfied.
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