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Tiki Moon #217

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I wanted to say yes and ask to see the bedroom, but I reined in those adolescent urges.

"No, thank you, Miss Wilcox. I need to keep a clear head when going over my brother's files."

"I understand," she said. "The files are on the coffee table."

The coffee table was between a fireplace and a long red velvet couch. There were a couple of boxes with files sticking out of the top.

"You didn't arouse anyone's suspicions, did you?" I asked, realizing how easy it would be to get aroused by this woman.

"No, I often bring work home."

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