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[braless_cup]

She walked over to the bench top and laid her small pointed fingertips upon the puddle of spilled honey. She left them there; still for a moment so that the honey pooled and settled. Soon enough it seemed the honey had grown accustomed to the foreign objects and cemented around her pale fingers. Then, she abruptly lifted them upwards. She imagined

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[floralcigarette]

:D I really enjoyed this.

[braless_cup]

I'm glad. :)