Moonlight Bliss
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(Sequel to the story: Morning Stroll)
"So, can you now tell me how you came to know me?"
I decided to stay the night. It was already half past 8, according to her bedside table clock. Our steamy romp in the shower had tired me out and her bed had looked pretty inviting, but then it became irresistible when she lay down on it and motioned for me to come snuggle with her. She wrapped herself around me as she nestled into my arms, her head on my chest and her right leg draped over mine. I noted how soft and smooth her skin felt as she cozied up next to me; it felt wonderful having her so close. She also smelled so nice and fragrant; I detected a hint of strawberries as I inhaled the scent of her hair, and found it heady and alluring. After we got comfortable, I decided to ask her about what happened earlier in the bathroom. I felt her breathing stop for a moment.
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