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Originally Posted by pbradley
That might explain why I was so suddenly sicked.
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I'm gonna go with fear. Fear that I might be taken by another and that you'd never get to feel my warm breath on the back of your neck again. One hand on the small of your back, the other reaching deep into those Taz boxers I got for you last Christmas. You were afraid that the imprint I left in your bed that you found upon waking this morning, still warm and aromatic, might be the last one you'd ever find.