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It was late in the evening, he was fit and restless, and we were newly aqcuainted.

He was at my side. His hand was in mine. His voice was soft but certain.

He told me what he wanted. His desire moving us onward.

“I have something for you and it’s growing by the minute”

I could feel his desire. My hand approaching his desire.

“I could be your everything at least for an hour.”

We did not hesitate. Our clothes were strewn about.

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