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I lie here alone, anxious about today. Your words are in my head as my hand holds my breast. I try to imagine what your touch will feel like as I roll, pinch, and squeeze. Your voice in my head, even though I have never heard you speak. Fingers drag along my abdomen to where my hair starts. I pause, and with one finger, I part my lips. As your words tell me, I stroke over my button.

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