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Untouched
As the night wears on I grow restless and the mugginess of this cabin finds me progressively dressed less and yearning for a companion. Somewhere outside my world must exist a woman whose need matches mine to hold, kiss, and be held and kissed until we have no dividing line. Willingly, she'll beg me for no fate but just once to test my charms; more, she'll ask that I not hesitate to keep her forever in my arms. [auth note: inspired by "Touch Me Please"
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