Three Word Story

You horny women can't avoid sex, now can't y'all? I post 3 words that were supposed to lead to some sort of board-room conference, then Nicholle, Louisa, and Mariah come in here and have Eric and Catherine have sex instead!

Fine. I'll go along with the plan, then

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The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized her arms and gripped them, drawing her in towards his body. She struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against hers and before she knew it, they were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his hands slowly

Hurriedly, his hands slowly..? Okay, then.

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his hands slowly brushed against my

I didn't see that! Sorry
I'll change "his hands slowly" to "his callused hands", though that makes it even cheesier than it already is

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do

Okay. I'm doing another one! YAY!

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The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me?

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already?"

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her

The next morning, I woke to a mysterious voice, like the hoot of an owl. I tried to distinguish who it was, but a hand covered my mouth and I shrieked. The scent of smoke filled the air.
"Really, Catherine?" His voice shook with laughter.
"Who are you?"
He leaned in, his lips brushing my neck.
"You seem to have the wrong impression of me, Catherine."
He turned me around, a smirk grew on his face.
"Fun as sleeping with you sounds, Eric sent me to tell you a message."
"Who are you!"
"Eric sent me to pass a message onto you."
Smiling sweetly, the man, Eric, came through the door. Eric dismissed him with a wave and approached me.
"It's time for you to give me the key, querida."
"What do you want with that stupid thing?"
"I am just waiting for you, Catherine. I can't seem to not play this game, staying away from the damn place, not wanting you to always wonder what would happen had we not escaped the evil Josephine's lair."
"I would have never, ever left without her, and then she dumps me just like that. I still hate how she always acts superior to everyone else, including me! Imagine, she looks down on a man who's intelligent, sexy, and handsome. Who the hell does she think she is? She's no supermodel. She is not even pretty, like other girls who she constantly snubs. Especially you, Catherine, the most stunning woman I've--"
"STOP! Don't you understand what's going on? I am a woman, not your sex object. Why do you always treat me like I'm a princess? I'm tired of you constantly patronizing--"
"Catherine. You need to shut the hell up!"
Eric seized my arms and gripped them, drawing me in towards his body. I struggled at keeping him away. "Catherine, you know this can't continue. We really have to ease the tension between us. How about we resolve this conflict?"
His lips pressed against mine and before I knew it, we were taking off each others clothing. Hurridly, his callused hands brushed against my hair.
"Why do you always think you can resist someone like me? After all, I'm--"
"I'm done with this."
I leaped out of there and stumbled over the stand as I fumbled for my purse. Eric pursued me, but I whipped around the corner just as my sister walked out of her room sleepily.
"You're awake already--"
"Ssshhhh!" I pulled on her and whispered in her ear, looking around