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Jun 2018
I want the first months back when we couldn't keep any plans we'd make.. after that first kiss hello we'd end up in bed for hours, the evening just sliding through our fingers like skin

Yesterday I asked you if I do anything that makes you feel that bliss I feel when you run your fingers through my hair

and you said no
not that you could think of
why do they always give the wrong ****** answers?!
Cheryl
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Cheryl  F/Ohio
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