She took me in her arms for an extended hug. She ground herself into me. My intuition was screaming: ‘Make love with her.’ Between kisses she said... ‘Do you remember when you gave me that chocolate?’ I nodded. She continued: ‘I’ve been given chocolate many times before but that time was different, very different. My heart knew that you were giving it to me as an act of love, your heart was reaching out to touch my heart. You weren’t expecting anything in return. You weren’t trying to get me to. What makes the story a fiction is my purposeful exclusion of many other, extraneous experiences that shaped my life at the time. They are no more or less important than the experiences I have included in the story, I simply have chosen to omit them because they cling only to the periphery of my memory. I have chosen to tell the story in vivid detail because the details are important to me. They are what form the substance of my memories. The story is about the summer of 1979. It was the summer. ”“It’s Friday and I don’t have classes until Monday morning.”“You don’t say,” Dante said with a grin that suggested he had plans of a special kind.“I do say,” she countered with a grin that matched his. She bumped into him with her hip as if to let him know that the lower part of her body was interested in making contact with the lower part of his body.Passing by one of the benches in Washington Square, Dante maneuvered her so that she found herself sitting on the bench. Across from her was a. She stretched like a cat even the soft cotton sheets were sensual against her skin and re-sensitised her flesh, a reminder of the excitement of last night. She was naked. Looking across the bed her gaze took in the still slumbering James, his hair tousled with a slight growth of beard on his cheeks. During the night the bedclothes had slipped so an arm, most of his chest, and a leg were exposed. His lips fluttered gently with his breathing, and occasionally a soft snore eased gently in his.
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