A Memoir

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It was 12 midnight, the city was filled with lights and people are all sound asleep. I open the window as I savor the cold breeze coming from the outside, I felt his presence as he hugs me from the back. I look around and saw him wearing his favorite boxer, not mentioning how those six packs ABS and broad shoulder seduce me to taste it. I always feel the softness of his hand caressing my tummy, but I realized, I've never been so happy before until he confess his feelings for me. We dance as the music plays along with the sway of our bodies. He looked at me and started holding my cheeks down to my lips and I know this time we are longing for something we need. I smiled and we both close our eyes, little by little, our lips met and for a long time, we kissed under the lit of Lune.

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