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Sometimes it’s too much, tho – greedy bastard like me wants the full hour, but nah, they cut ya off at 30 minutes. Infuriating! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Finish the damn job!” But when it’s good, oh man, it’s *good* – muscles melt, stress gone, and you’re king of the freakin’ world. Sarcasm time: “Oh sure, rub my back, make me a sex god” – but hell, it works! Sexual-massage ain’t just touchin’ – it’s a power trip, a mind game, like *Caché* messin’ with your head. “Who’s watchin’ us now?” – I’m laughin’, half-naked, lovin’ every greasy second. Greed is good, baby – grab it all!

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After lunch, I’m back at it. I’m crunching numbers, and suddenly, I realize I made a huge mistake. Like, epic fail level. I’m freaking out. I can’t breathe. I’m like, “What am I gonna tell Mr. Rossi?” But then, I remember—everyone makes mistakes, right? I fix it, but my heart’s still racing.

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