Skin to skin they lie, "Only expected cake," he gasps She whispers, "Two lonely people." "I'm sevent-" "No ages." "You've often brought cake." "Your birthday." "Your gift? Touching your breast?" "You've always ogled them. I wanted your touch. Yesterday, while gardening, you removed your shirt." "You noticed?" "From my window. Moistened immediately." "At this old body?"
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