LillithWithin -> Scour (8/26/2005 11:53:34 AM)
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Supine. Lush and quaking beneath my aloof and uncivil fingertips Your delicate aspect flickers, fusing into a mask of anticipation. Of dread. I delight as you brace, rapturous, and weather the mutiny of your senses. Such tender strength. Such frail power. Both of us now reverent. Determined. In this moment, our cores unearthed.
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