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She sat at her cubicle
Lost incomputer entries
Surrounded by many just like her
She stands and locks eyes with a "newbie"
First day on the job
She introduces herself as Mary
He shakes her hand and says "Rob"
From his touch alone
She emitted a pheromone
He touches her face
"Mary, boss on the phone." says the lady next to her.
She looks away for a second
Turns back his direction, he's gone
At the end of the day
She packs up and heads to the parking garage
He is on her mind
Sitting in the car, visioning his massage
She puts the car in drive
Realeases the brake
Hears a voice yell, "For goodness sakes!"
Places her foot back on the brake
It's Rob
"Hi Mary, moving kinda quick!"
She gets lost in his eyes with her hand gripping the stick
"You don't have a group that you ride with?" says Rob
She says, "No, but you can drive, if you can drive stick."
A little fun after the job
He takes off his man purse
Takes off his vest
She gets a peak down his shirt
Seeing the outline of his chest
"So, do you want a drink?" says Rob
Mary thinks why not and says, "Yes."
They head to a local bar downtown
They conversate and have a few rounds
She is lost in his eyes
They look innocent as a child's
But his whole ora says bad boy, wild
She can't remember the last time she had smiled
Not like this
Then came the kiss
His strong hands lay on her thighs
Fingers gripping her legs
Locked at the eyes
He's hearing her beg
From the inside
They pay the tab
Take a ride
The sun has set
The moon is high
They race to his place
Music up high
They arrive
She says, "Oh my, look at this place!"
Thinking how can he afford this
From what he makes
He opens the car door
She is in heaven
This will be one of those nights she won't be forgetting
The kind that you immediately think about a wedding
Dressed in all white
But tonight she'll be spreading
All of her joy
For this lucky boy
Loving his house
Liking his toys
He seats her on an expensive leather couch
Tells her to lean back and rest her head
She notices that the size of this couch is almost as large a bed
He plays something Spanish
Erotic sounds
He steps to the back
Her heart just pounds
She hears some banging
She sits down
Then she hears a growling sound
She looks around
Yells, "Do you have a dog?"
No-one answers
She walks to the window, sees the heavy fog
Somewhat frightened
She heads back to the couch
Just as Rob comes back out
Something shiny is in his mouth
She giggles and waits for delight
He walks over to her
Gets so close and Mary started feeling the bite
Blood trickles down her chest
He rips off her blouse exposing her breasts
She screams and runs to the door
It is locked....no escaping death
She turns and puts her back to the door
Looks at Rob, he is on the floor
She can't leave this place
He is changing the shape of his face
Long black hair begans to grow
This is happening so fast
She is seeing this so slow
Rob yells, "Now you know!"
Teeth long and white
Mary runs toward the stairs, but feels the pain
He has his claws around her leg, starting the bite
The next day
They are in their cubicles
A new guy walks in
While meeting one of the the co-workers
Mary butts in, "Hi, who's this new friend!"
"What ya doing after work? Want to hang out a while?"
She looks back at Rob
Rob just smiles
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