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By Meredith Date: 2003 Jul 21 Comment on this Work [[2003.07.21.12.22.27753]] |
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Your hand slips under my skirt without warning like it has a mind of its own on a mission point a to point b in one fell swoop "Excuse me" I say and shoot you a look "Excuse me" you say and look right back your gaze unmoving like you're daring me to push it away because you know I won't Just tell me what it is I'm supposed to do because right now I'm lost |