Twenty Times Tempted by Em Petrova5/28/2023 At least they’d called him while he was in uniform. “Fuck-a-doodle-do,” he muttered, lifting his face to the camera above the door for a visual ID by the keeper of the intercom. Standing in the vestibule between the outside world and the interior safety of the school, he jabbed his finger on the Call button and waited for a reply. He strode up the bricked path to the entry, rubbing the back of his neck.
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