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She refused to speak, wanting me to know her demands instinctively she stood bound at the wrists and blindfolded to my inquisitive stare.
Her skin moist with the scent of vanilla, she offered herself openly and unconditionally.
I stood quietly, a mere observer, my mind seeking hers then knelt to her demand as I swallowed her thoughts like lukewarm coffee.
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