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WHY DO I MISS SOMEONE I NEVER MET AND NEVER REALLY KNEW?
What is Real? Who are You? Who am I? Why Does it Even Matter?
I Just Painfully Cried for a Loss I Still Don’t Understand . . .
Is it possible for someone to miss chocolate if you’ve never ever tasted it? If you’ve never held it, licked it or had it melt in your mouth? Or, because I write Erotica, never had it drizzled over your naked breasts, freshly cleaned and shaved pussy or down the sides of your hardened cock?
Come On! Did you just touch yourself? Already? I’m pouring my heart out here . . . fuck!
Then had it slowly and lovingly licked from your flesh by a lover, a friend, a sister or that guy at your Bachelorette Party who got too close to the action? Can you truly miss chocolate if you’ve never tried using Magic Shell on your genitals . . . only to discover, it’ll only solidify if those genitals are ice cold?
Never been a Bachelorette . . . but have been a bridesmaid enough to know the best place at the reception is in the coat closet, getting my coat and everything else checked by the coat check girl.
I just discovered yesterday and again last night, the answer to all of the above is a resounding YES! A part of me is gone and it’s…
