Room 344

A sexy poem

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Black leather and lace touches her beautiful skin —
Her evening plans should be considered a sin.

Wicked thoughts run through her mind,
Like the shuffling of a card deck — fast in design.

High heels clickety clack off of marble floors of the hotel lobby —
Eyes scan every inch of her killer body.

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