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Mar 2018
I lay back
waist deep
in
a frisson of
fear
and excitement
Her hands
finding their way
up under my
t shirt
Leaving
tingly trails
of star dust
on my
skin
Her mark
a slightlyΒ Β bruised
color
trickling down
my chest
like a river
of cherry wine
And as our
bodies collided
and all i
could hear
was her breath
I felt her
shudder
As i grazed
my lips
on her neck
Sadly Kida
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Sadly Kida  20/F/Someone's dusty attic
(20/F/Someone's dusty attic)   
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