"Sit on the edge of the bed and open your legs." I was just sixteen, you a little older. "Oh, you've got a freckle there." You said, and you reached out to touch it. You and I are married now, but the freckle is still there. And you still reach out to touch it. I will never forget that first moment when you gazed at my hairless little slit. You were kneeling on the rug, and you kissed
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