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"reality"
He considers nerves
asks over the phone
"where shall we meet"
has her choose
the site to express
mutual need
extended pause
as she contemplates
softly answers in stride
'i will come to You'
anticipation builds
nothing to hide
precluding the decision
having shared this
firm choice
with a trusted friend
'my lips tingle
upon hearing His voice'
anxious lust builds
thought becomes commitment
seeks no easy pass
sends this text
'tonight, please
spank my delicate ass'
no reply
none required
she is ready to go
rendezvous with Master
His perfect fucking star
in this, her reality show
*April 11, 2015
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