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I sit in my chair staring out to space, wondering if you would be calling or stopping by for a nite cap... It's been months since I felt your hands all over my neck, chest and shoulders...The sweet smell of your freshly showered body and the warmth of your breath as you kiss me all over...(Make Love to me) I whispered in his ear...We made love till the sun rose over strawberries and champagne....
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