It's my own, but it's for you.: This happens to me a lot. I wish I could remember....

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Friday, May 14, 2004

This happens to me a lot. I wish I could remember....

Damn Sweet Sticky, sweaty, wet, Deep, with a strong beat, Slow, soft, sensual. Dreams I can’t quite remember, Intense sensations as soon as I wake. I can’t remember, But I feel strange. My body filled with Sleep and liquid fire, Confused and aroused, Too awake to go back to sleep. Damn, what a day... Sign in to see full entry.

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