On a sunny fall afternoon, she stole me three kisses, two hugs and one “I love you”. Then, in a few days, she got control of my heart, my soul and even my thoughts. When the robbery was completed, she took her booty away and left me alone, powerless as a swindled man. Fortunately, I have found some relief for so much misery. Since then, night after night, I compensate for my loss with the memory of her body, which appears free and lively in my most perverted dreams.
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