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I had been following Mr. Black that night, secretly admiring him from afar. I had been sleeping over Anne's house me and two of our friends. Sometime during the evening i got up to go to the toilet. Next to the toilet was Mr. Black's study room. I had always been curios about what his private domain looked like. I went into his bedroom to see what kind of stuff he had. It wasn't allowed, and I had no permission to enter his sanctuary yet I couldn't help it. Surprisingly the room was immaculate. It was very strange to see that Mr. Black was extremely organized when I taught he was quite relaxed and a messy character. Suddenly heard the door knob turn, I ran to the closet hiding myself within his clothing. His clothing smelt wonderful; it was a mixture of perfume, sweat and cigars, that masculine scent that made me automatically horny. He entered the room and stopping in the middle. He looked around checking to see if everything was in order. Suddenly Mrs. Black walked in.
