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Wet dream.

In her dream
It was such a hot and humid day in August
As she lay in her bed, asleep,
Body enjoying the silk sheets yet unaware
And caught in a beautiful, cold, and snowy
December day with high expectations
Of trips to the cabin, warm fires
That is when she woke up in a cold sweat
Because Christmas was sooooo close
And her shopping not even begun.
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
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