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"Rendezvous Part: 2"
Now Down to the last three Buttons Impatience Consuming me Needing To feel Her silky skin Beneath my hands Now Searching Her face Illuminated By the flash Of Lightning outside Looking For any sign To stop Seeing In the dim light Desire Written boldly Across Her face There I received My answer Watching Quickly Before the light Fades Before We are plummeted Back Into Darkness Watching A rivulet of rainwater Plunge Beneath the horizon Of Her silken bra I groaned Trying To reign in My Raging need I find myself Losing The battle Grabbing The fabric In my hands Roughly Ripping The buttons loose They cascade In a shower To The floor My hands Delve Beneath The fabric Fingers Splaying Across the landscape Of Her stomach Brushing The fabric Aside Hands Encircling Her rib cage Her skin Smoother Than I had imagined
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