The dress slid down inch by inch.

Finally, it floated silently to the ground.

The small and confined space was filled with such a dangerous and ambiguous aura.

"Joyce?"

Outside the cubicle, however, came the soft calls of Juanita.

The sound was not at all loud but enough to bring the two in the cubicle to their senses.

Luther gasped and released Joyce.

Joyce blushed, and with her dress completely removed by him, leaving only her underwear. She leaped off the dresser in shame. She pulled off the blue overalls she was wearing from the hook and put them on quickly in front of Luther, not caring that he was still in the cubicle. When Luther saw her get dressed, he knelt down and untied the intricate straps on Joyce's embroidered shoes, then changed her into the leather shoes she had worn herself.

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The contrast between the little cubicle and his lengthy body, pressing against her, made her recall

face with the back of

and hotter, what

in there?" Juanita heard the movement and came over to the cubicle on the left. She wondered why

on the door, "Is there anyone inside, I'm coming in." Just

The door suddenly opened.

took a

step in shock, incoherent, "Boss,

have to go to the bathroom."

the same cubicle, and

Shouldn't ...

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