Delilah (lesbian story)
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Ongoing29m
Last published Sun, Sep 6, 2015
"What's your name?" I ask, almost choking on the words. She smiles and finally meets my eyes.
All at once, my heart skips a beat, and the effect ricochets off the walls of my chest cavity so forcefully that the reverberations make my stomach do flips; I see a sparkle in her beautiful watery eyes and my skin heats up. Something in my brain clicks on and lights up as I gaze at her face, her smile.
"Delilah," she answers.
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