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| By no1butClo | ||||||||||
| 27 July 2007 | ||||||||||
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She used to hate it. Body heat, sticking flesh and clammy hands all in a single bed, one night-a-week, if they were lucky. Usually sleepless evenings gave way to smaller hours, but greater pleasures, two bodies moving with each other, furtive and electric. How effective are light, birdsong, and city air for rinsing the mind of lust. Yet on the train, in spite of the company and open space, she longs for that single bed, and the scent of his skin crossing hers.
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