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So here we go, 2025. Many did not come along with us. We persist for now. I admit to a certain amount of melancholy this season. I spent Ch... -
When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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ReplyDeleteindeed, John!
DeleteI love this, Tara!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Robin. I was/am quite pleased how it turned out.
DeleteI love it. Such a story it tells and such emotions it gives.
ReplyDeleteThank you! It's a spot at the nature preserve that I return to again and again.
Deletedarker and darker.
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