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2 I feel him looking at . In the distance. In the shadows. I can feel his breath going in and out. While I cannot see him gazing my heart starts race. He is watching, waiting for my move. I like knowing he is there, feeling hungry, just being ever so patient. The control is mine. My breath is hot. My body is warm yet glistens in the moon light. I always thought my pale skin looked ethereal when the moon shines. Even with a cover it looks so sheer from my view. I can see my hand reaching down. Slowing. Moving at such a beat I can feel it in my chest. Around, and, around. I do not want him hear . My fingers gliding over. |
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hot text, i am waiting for the next
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