bi_janus Posted March 12, 2015 Report Share Posted March 12, 2015 Paving Stone to Mirror Bi Janus In the room decades ago we saw little clearly. For you it was scratching an itch, a relief, and as for me a waypoint on the road to holding a naked girl. May we live so long. Transgression is its own reward and sharing release seemed to you worthy risk until the itch resolved. Our dawning occupation was risk and we were stupid about chance. I might draw a story of this to make you shudder. But how could I without making you wonder? May we never hurt one another. Even before cleaning ourselves, you wanted to forget the moment. I did not and reached to the curve of your back. Quote Link to comment
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