I sit all alone in the dead of night and as usual my thoughts drift to you. I imagine you in front of me with your broad shoulders and muscular chest. I follow the tapering lines of your body down to your belt where my eyes rest shyly, studying your buckle. Cautiously you cup my face with your hands and tilt my head back to face you; slowly you bend over and delicately kiss my lips. You pull me gently to my feet and your kisses become deeper, your tongue tentatively probing inside my mouth. Your hand caresses my cheek then slides down over my shoulder and encircles my waist, pulling me closer to you...

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