In effect, by stealing away your ardeur, I weakened you tonight. He shivered just a little under the touch of my hand, even though all I had done was lay my hand flat against his skin. I might have been able to tear his throat out. I mean if he was going to play Suzy Homemaker, didn't he need an apron, and maybe a string of pearls? The thought made me giggle, and I couldn't stop it, and I couldn't share it.
Yeah, but . There's only so much emotional super glue in a person's soul, after that everything just stays broken. Why don't you all get back on the bed? I'm sure it's a hell of a show. Orgasm today, but only because of some metaphysical shit.
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