His Baby
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I know I'm strong enough to handle it, to carry her, to... ride her on..... well, you know what I mean
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Baby, tell me what you want," I say softly, stroking her hair.
"I want you... fully. You know what I mean," she whispers, her voice
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She's washing her saree, her delicate fingers scrubbing the fabric with quiet focus. I should turn away, but my gaze is locked on her. She dips the saree into a tub of clean water, squeezing out the excess before draping it over a rope to dry. The movement is simple, yet mesmerizing.
As she walks inside, I slowly approach the tub. The water she used to rinse her saree is still there. Without thinking, I lift the tub and spill all the water over myself.
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