The doorbell rang. It was a Saturday evening. I was not expecting anybody. When I opened the door of my flat, the person that I least expected to pay me a visit was standing right there. It was my boss Bill. He could have only been there for one thing. He had certainly realised that he did want my body after all. "I am so sorry Bill," I said as I grabbed his tie and pulled him into my apartment.
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