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By Irongirl Submitted by Irongirl Date: 2004 May 04 Comment on this Work [[2004.05.04.02.22.9139]] |
| I cancelled that trip to San Francisco and felt so mature. Calling you last night all horny and beggin' for it set me back a few years for sure. I think you're impossible, but maybe we are not. You brought me a chocolate truffle the first night we met. How could you know I was ravenous for it? Hot breathe on my neck from behind. Cold rain on a Seattle night surrounded by your yellow rain coat. Don't you know me? Don't you know me by now? |