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PRESS HERE and begin reading… The storm has finally arrived here. Outside my window I can here few passing cars hurrying to their destinations. In the distance, the low rumble of lightning and thunder. Flashes of light dance about the walls of my room. I lay in bed, hands roaming, eyes closed, thoughts of some company to enjoy the sounds. Ours and the rain. Soft, guttural moans escape my lips as a cool breeze moves across my skin, like fingertips searching for that one place that will undo me completely. The falling drops are like my music for the night, the streets and their sounds like a midnight symphony. -- source link
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