MJ is 28 years old. He's caramel-smooth with moist lips, a winning smile and the firmest midsection I've ever slipped my hands under a shirt for. The club was crowded, I was drunk, the DJ had exhausted his arsenal of Lady Gaga, and I saw him looking at me, and I zigzagged over to say thank you, because it sounded sensible
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