Been Saving It for the Appropriate Mood, But I'm Impatient and It Complements the Previous Post
I put out my hand, and he gripped it. The touch of flesh on my flesh, his skin on my skin, jolted me into feeling a kind of hunger I hadn't even recognized. How long had it been since I had touched anyone?
--Kathleen Duey, Skin Hunger
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Complements.
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