She was older than me; a fine wine of a woman, with a body I liked to sip from. She was Sigourney, she was Blythe – charming in her ways of sophistication and sass; a sweet marriage of Couture and kick ass, packaged well and made-to-order. By that, I mean she was unique. Being with her was like witnessing art for the first time – forever affected and never undone. A kiss like that packs a punch. I wish to be knocked out again…
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