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I remember being nervous that first time we met, despite the flirtation online and what felt like solid chemistry.
You were a short, curvy woman with a wit that snapped my head to the computer screen every time my inbox said, "New Message"
And I was the tall man who wanted to see you laugh, moan, and smile
The chemistry was an intense as our secrets
And when we finally were alone
We didn't have enough time
But you tasted so good,
and when I moved you from the chair in your bedroom to the edge of the bed,
and you pulled your knees up to your chest so we could both watch me disappear inside of you
Yes please. How I'd like more.
How I'd like more to remember about you.
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