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[dyng2bealive]

anticipation floods me as i sense this building between us. i can sense what is going to happen, and i just wish that it would be initiated already. playing the same age-old tricks: cold hands... searching for ticklish spots. but i like your arms around me. i do not protest. an announcement, calling me to other places... but i do not leave. still

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[anonymous]

thank you so much for the short time. thank you thank you. it was a needed get away from reality. how i missed you once you slipped into that car...