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Chapter 8

The sound that escaped his throat was a long low moan of denial. He couldn’t stop now, please…

“Oh my God…” Simpson breathed, his voice trembling. “Oh no, sir…” The horror and embarrassment in his voice was so intense, so profound, that Oliver simply buried his face in the pillow and tried desperately to regain some control over his body.

“I was dreaming,” Simpson blurted.