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Seventy Nine

May’s POV

Pulling at the sleeves of my soft pink cardigan, I stifled a yawn and glanced at the door of Gary's office. “Oh goodness, I’m so tired I might fall on my feet.” I whispered as I typed in the last sentence on the stupid file I was working on.

I had been working on the file since I came in this morning, but it was taking more time than usual. Thankfully, I was done now. I just have to check for any mistakes, that was all.

Damn, why do I have to work this long? I had been working since yesterday morning, and even though I knew I would be paid for all the overtime, the way my body felt wasn’t letting the thrill of joy from the money to come excite me.

Not even one bit.

As I thought about it, I just groaned and scrunched up my face in displeasure. I mean, I was feeling uncomfortable now too. I was still in the same black jeans and pink cardigan from last night, when I had arrived at Gary's place for what was supposed to be a brief work session.

It had stretched on through the nig
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