Could it be that the old sewing machinemy mother gave mewould finally come in handy? You see, my love,You need to be careful.I am a seamstress’s daughter,and every time we kissI yearn to stitch our lips together:It is in my genes. … But then I rememberthe thrill of feeling your breath getting closer,the warmth of your tongue as it reaches out from a distance,and I let your mouth gounattached like...
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