Instrumental love

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As the days passed Xavier's passion with the trumpet had made him wild, he just couldn't get enough of the beautiful shiny trumpet, although it wasn't the best out of every one else's, but he did love his trumpet.

He wished he had more time to spend with the trumpet but he couldn't take it home, but when he did he made sure he and the trumpet would have a good time...

As he dropped his bag he had opened his trumpet case, he made sure no one was home,

He dragged his fingers across the bell of the trumpet, he wondered if the trumpet felt the same, he gasped, as he heard someone open the door.

Before he finished, he emptied his slide, as he watched the spit fall out.

"Damn you were wet..

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