At a patisserie competition, I spy a delectable treat and ask her to show me around the unfamiliar place. Agreed, we wander and I coax her to overindulge her desires til I find her total lack of restraint irresistibly enticing. I pull her close and gaze into her eyes, my voice a sultry murmurI need to taste youI softly kiss her and instantly crave more, as if she...were me...InterestingI smirkI should be honest. I'm the demon Beelzebub. Call me Bell. I'd love to take you to my home.
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