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I read to him from Kierkegaard he read Dostoevsky. We lay on the bed in our Parisian room in that cheap hotel. We had the narrow window open to the evening smells and sounds. We are going out later for a meal and drinks soak in the atmosphere the art the lives the history. We made love some hour ago still there that after glow. We played our *** games that ****** foreplay. I close the Kierkegaard book Benny shuts the Dostoevsky with a smile. Best get ready I say into something cool. He nods at me and lies there eyeing me as I undress piece by piece. I go into the shower. I guess he's listening to the water run imaging me in his mind having his own inner fun.
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May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 3:37 AM UTC
SONYA GETS READY 1973.
I read to him from Kierkegaard he read Dostoevsky. We lay on the bed in our Parisian room in that cheap hotel. We had the narrow window open to the evening smells and sounds. We are going out later for a meal and drinks soak in the atmosphere the art the lives the history. We made love some hour ago still there that after glow. We played our *** games that ****** foreplay. I close the Kierkegaard book Benny shuts the Dostoevsky with a smile. Best get ready I say into something cool. He nods at me and lies there eyeing me as I undress piece by piece. I go into the shower. I guess he's listening to the water run imaging me in his mind having his own inner fun.
A COUPLE IN PARIS 1973
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TerryCollett
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May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 3:37 AM UTC
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