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Final Thoughts and Answers:
(By: Aaron Samuels)
Did I ever see Sabrina again? Yes. Over the next few months, she and I made love practically every day. And; yes, I mean 'made love'. Not 'had sex' or 'fucked' or 'screwed'.
Were we (truly) in love? No. In fact, I think that Chris – as in Mrs Christina Samuels – summed it up best when she compared Sabrina and me to a couple of ships that tried to pass in the night, but ended up dropping anchor in a secluded lagoon for a little shore leave instead.
So. Where does that leave us? Well . . .
"And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey) . . ."
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Anonymousalmost 9 years agoDifferent than the usual stories this site contains. Enjoyable reading.
