Autumn light seeps out of the day as I sink into something deeper. Weighty tones of erotica snare me in their grasp. If only Brian would interrupt this intriguing, seduction with a kiss.
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One kiss to symbolize what has been missing from our relationship. The gentleness that has eroded. The fire that sizzled out. The roughness I've been longing to explore.
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I roughly massage my temple as if to snuff out the images clouding coherant thought. I'm drowning in the erotica of it. Dangerously so.

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