Dec 21, 2009 00:05
Your hand fell over my thigh, was hot and wet and nervous, and around us it was so dark I briefly convinced myself that crawling up my spine was something, something, something, and not just the cloudy, stinging sensation of waking up from a dream.
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I need to visit LJ more often. It is like an ex-best friend or something.
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just stunning.
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