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Elevator Blackout

"Nothing says 'promotion' quite like the 'privilege' of becoming your boss' personal assistant."

The day was especially quiet—not that much happened in those cubicles anyway but on this particularly bland day when even the clouded sky tried to blend in with the monotonous gray of the city's concrete jungle. The office was so...

Dorian

Gaze into the mirrorAt that beauty standing thereNo mar upon perfectionA visage pure and fairSmile, a mouth that curves in glassReflection in the eyesFull form is that caught staring backDeadened, yet alivePassions build without restraintNo halt to those desiresNo holds...