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Cool as a cucumber

She was cool as a cucumber, so like Emma to get him all wound up for nothing. She got up walked across the table and gave him a peck right on the lips and walked back to her seat. Leslie stood there, momentarily taken aback by Emma's unexpected display of affection. His mind was still reeling from the phone message, and now, faced with Emma's proximity and allure, he felt a mix of confusion and intrigue. Gathering his composure, Leslie returned the peck with a faint smile, his lips still tingling from the brief contact.

As Emma gracefully walked back to her seat, he couldn't help but admire her elegance and confidence. Her off-white silk mini gown accentuated her slender figure, the ruching at the side adding a touch of sophistication. The garment showcased her long, shapely legs, emphasizing her statuesque height,

at 5'11", Emma was a tall girl.

"Won't you sit down", she asked in her husky, breathy voice

Her husky, breathy voice resonated with a hint of mystery, drawing Leslie's a
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