As I was getting dressed, I couldn't help thinking about George coming. Oh, I shouldn't say that, I promised that we'd be good, but how good is good? The thing about massage is you have to be touched, and your skin remembers; mine does, for sure. I thought of his fingers every time I was in bed. I could have traced every touch with my fingers, except when I think about that massage my
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