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Walking down the hallway
the scent of flowers captures and alights my senses. I am drawn by the rosey aroma to the petal-covered bedroom. Steamy, quiet, near-dark... Yet my eyes catch a flash of scarlet, the silk flowing across her curves. I collect her into my arms and we hold each other in an eternal embrace written for the
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