Darryl seemed unfazed by her imploring tactics and appeared to be at ease.

He had always had a favorable view of Sandra. He did not want to pursue the matter because she had asked for that personally. He leaned back on his chair, cracking his neck. "Damn, I'd be a real *sshole to turn you down, wouldn't I? Well, I didn't sleep too well last night, I think. My neck seems to be a little stiff.

"My legs ache quite a bit, too. It'd be nice if someone could give me a massage, don't you think?"

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